The Distant Temple

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2026-08-19 15:32:49 -

You think you are escaping. That is the lie you tell yourself. The mud on your boots is thick, caking between the toes, heavy as guilt. The sky over the valley is the color of a bruise. It is twilight, or perhaps dawn. It does not matter. Time is a loose thread here. You pull it, and it unravels. You are walking toward the Old Mill. Or away from it. The distinction is academic. You have your...

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