The Distant Temple

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2026-08-19 21:17:49 -

The chalice was not gold, nor was it silver, but a thick, opaque ceramic of a blue so deep it seemed to swallow the light around it, and I held it with a tenderness that felt, in the harsh grey morning, like a crime against the logic of the world. We were walking through the heather moors of the Scottish Highlands, the wind cutting through our woolen cloaks with the precision of a surgeon’s...

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