The Distant Temple

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The fire did not arrive with the thunder of a storm, nor did it smell of the pitch and tar that usually attended the ruin of timber. It smelled of wet wool, of old blood, and of the cold, damp earth that lay beneath the floorboards of the Ashworth estate. It began in the cellar, in the dark places where the roots of the house tangled with the roots of the hill, and it climbed. It climbed with a...

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