The Distant Temple

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2026-08-21 11:35:10 -

The dream began, as it always did, with the taste of copper on the back of Marianne’s tongue, a metallic sweetness that felt less like blood and more like the slow, corroding oxidation of a forgotten coin. She stood in the kitchen of her childhood home, but the walls had stretched, pulled taut like drum skins, and the linoleum floor was no longer beige but a deep, arterial red that pulsed...

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