The Distant Temple

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The sky did not break; it shattered. A sound like the snapping of a thousand dry branches echoed across the valley of Ashworth. Then came the light. It was not the golden light of the harvest or the pale silver of the moon. It was a blinding, jagged white that peeled the color from the world. Elias sat in the center of the ruin. He held a shard in his hand. It was a piece of the sky. It was...

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