The Distant Temple

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The train cut through the London fog like a silver blade slicing through a bruise, carrying me toward the city that had once promised to consume my soul but had instead merely digested it, leaving behind only a hollow, echoing shell of a man who still remembered the taste of the old magic. I sat in the corner of the second-class carriage, my knees pressed against the window glass, watching the...

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