The Distant Temple

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The fire did not start with a spark. It started with a sound, a low, grinding groan from the foundations of the city, as if the earth itself had shifted in its sleep. Thomas Bradshaw stood on the bridge of the patrol boat, his hands white-knuckled on the railing, watching the skyline of Aethelgard twist. The air smelled of ozone and wet ash. He was a man of the law, a keeper of the peace in a...

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