The Distant Temple

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The ink was still wet on the parchment when the first arrow struck the oak of the reading room, shattering the silence with a violence that seemed to crack the very bones of the castle. I did not flinch. I had been waiting for the noise, for the interruption, for the chaotic entry of the world into this sterile sanctuary of letters. The arrow embedded itself in the wood beside my elbow, its...

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