The Distant Temple

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You wake in the damp dark of the cellar, the air thick with the scent of wet stone and old, rotting straw. It is a Tuesday, or perhaps a Wednesday, but the distinction has lost its meaning long ago, dissolving into the gray monotony of the brick walls that press against your back like the hands of a suffocating lover. You are Thomas, a clerk of the lowest order in the municipal archives, a man...

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