The Distant Temple

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The hammer fell with the rhythmic, wooden dullness of a heartbeat that had long since stopped caring about the living, striking the anvil in a forge that existed nowhere on any map but burned with a heat that did not consume, and Thomas Bradshaw stood in the center of that impossible, glowing void, his arms trembling not from fatigue but from the sheer, crushing weight of the misunderstanding...

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