The Distant Temple

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The bell did not ring. It hung. Elara stood in the hall. Stone dust fell from her hair. It looked like snow. She had come to beg. To beg for bread. To beg for silence. The Duke sat high. His chair was carved from oak. The oak was old. The wood was dark. He looked at her. His eyes were cold. "Go," he said. Elara did not go. "I have a gift," she said. Her voice shook. The Duke leaned back. He...

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