The Distant Temple
The bell rang at dawn. It was a heavy, iron sound that shook the dust from the rafters of the barracks. I stood up. My legs were stiff. The cold had settled in my joints during the night. It was a deep, grinding ache. I looked at my hands. They were large. They were rough. The nails were short and dirty. I rubbed my thumbs against my palms. The skin was dry. It peeled in thin flakes. I watched...
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