The Distant Temple
The fire did not start with a spark, but with a sigh, a long, exhaled breath of heat that rolled through the ventilation shafts of the Sterling & Vane architectural firm, turning the dry paper of blueprints into ash before the first siren even wailed. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the chaos, his hands pressed against the cool, unyielding glass of the office window, watching the smoke curl...
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