The Distant Temple

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The rain in the city of Ironhaven did not wash things clean; it merely slicked the grime onto the cobblestones, turning the streets into a mirror of the soot that perpetually hung in the air from the foundries and the textile mills that clung to the hillsides like barnacles on a ship’s hull. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the end of the long, sterile corridor of the Municipal Watchhouse, his...

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