The Distant Temple

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2026-08-20 17:37:02 -

The sirens did not wail. They screamed. A jagged, tearing sound that split the grey morning of Oakhaven in two. Captain Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the crater. The asphalt had buckled. It rose like the skin of a dying giant. Black tar wept from the fissures. Hot steam hissed. It smelled of ozone and burnt sugar. Beside him stood Miller. Miller was young. Too young. His uniform was too...

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