The Distant Temple

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The dream was always the same: a path of grey stone, crumbling at the edges, leading into a fog so thick it swallowed the horizon. Elias Thorne woke with the taste of chalk dust in his mouth, his heart hammering against the ribs of his tweed jacket. He was in the Senate Chamber, a room of mahogany and silence, and he was not alone. Sarah, his junior colleague, stood by the long table, a manila...

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