The Distant Temple
In the first dream, Elias Thorne was not a man of flesh and blood, but a ledger of debts written in ash. He saw the town of Oakhaven not from the sky, but from the inside of the earth, watching the roots of the ancient oaks churn in the dark, hungry and black. The smoke from the ironworks did not rise; it sank, pooling in the valleys like a heavy, grey tide, pressing against the windows of the...
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