The Distant Temple

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2026-08-19 00:33:24 -

The jar sat on the shelf. It was blue. It was cracked. Arthur held it. His hands shook. He looked at the hairline fracture running from the lip to the base. It looked like a river on a map. A dry, dusty river. He had kept it for ten years. Ten years since the ship docked in Liverpool. Ten years since the smoke cleared over the city. The jar was empty. Or so he thought. It had belonged to his...

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