The Distant Temple

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Dreams are not memories. They are the body’s way of arguing with the mind. Elias woke with the taste of iron in his mouth and the distinct, aching sensation that his left knee had been ground down to bone. He was not in the prison. He was in the train. The carriage shuddered, a low, rhythmic groan of metal on metal, carrying him westward through the grey, soot-stained dawn. He sat up. His hands...

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