The Distant Temple

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The dust in the hallway is not dust. It is memory, ground fine by the friction of years. You know this. You have always known this, though you told yourself it was merely neglect. The house stands in the grey hills of the Cotswolds, a sprawling, silent thing of stone and ivy. It is modern in its decay, contemporary in its rot. The air is thick, saturated with a supernatural weight that presses...

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