The Distant Temple

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The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, grey curtain that turned the cobblestones of the market square into a mirror of slate and rust, and it was in this damp, heavy silence that Elara stood before the shop window, her reflection ghostly and pale against the darkened interior, her eyes fixed not on the merchandise but on the long, heavy woolen coat hanging on the central rack, a...

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