The Distant Temple

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The rain did not fall. It hung. It suspended in the air, thick as oil, dark as old blood. We stood in the square. My brother, Thomas, held the lantern. The flame flickered. It was the only light. We were here for the Order. We were here to keep the peace. Or so the Charter said. I was a Warden. Thomas was my brother. That was the truth I kept. The rest was smoke. The Temple stood before us. It...

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