The Distant Temple

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The feast in the great hall of Blackwood Manor was a symphony of clinking silver and murmured conspiracies, a cacophony that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of Elias Thorne’s bones, yet he sat in silence, his hands wrapped around a goblet of dark ale that tasted of iron and ancient soil. He was a stranger here, a man of no particular lineage who had arrived in this English valley with nothing...

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