The Distant Temple

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The rain on the window of the night train was not falling; it was being erased. You sit in the corner of the compartment, the leather seat worn smooth by decades of anxious hands, and you watch the glass blur the world into a smear of slate and iron. You are traveling to the Mill, the great industrial complex at the edge of the county that employs half the town and consumes the other half. You...

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