The Distant Temple

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You wake to the sound of the loom, a rhythmic, wooden heartbeat that pulses through the floorboards of the cellar. The air is thick with the scent of damp wool and old stone, a smell that has seeped into the fibers of your skin over the decades. You do not remember falling asleep, but you remember the weight of the iron sword at your side, its cold bite against your hip, a constant reminder of...

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