The Distant Temple

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The mud was thick. It sucked at the boots. Sergeant Elias Thorne kicked. The earth gave way. Not with a sound, but a wet, heavy sigh. He fell. The rain came down in sheets. Cold. It stung the eyes. He spat. The taste was iron and dust. Above him, the sky was a bruised purple. No stars. Just the grey weight of the city. The palace loomed. It was not stone. It was light. Solid, humming light. It...

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