The Distant Temple

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You dream of moss. It is thick. Green. Wet. It coats your hands. It coats your face. You are not in a bed. You are in a tank. The glass is curved. The water is warm. You remember the name. You are Unit 7. You are a Kestrel. You wake. The room is white. The light is flat. There is a man by the door. He wears a suit. The fabric is cheap. It crumples at the elbows. He holds a clipboard. He does...

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