The Distant Temple

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2026-08-22 00:20:39 -

The alarm went off at five. It was a harsh, digital shriek that cut through the grey morning. Elias sat up in bed. He did not move for a long time. He just looked at the ceiling. The plaster was peeling in the corner. A small flake hung by a thread of old glue. It looked like a piece of bone. He knew he should get up. He knew the shift started in an hour. He knew the coffee needed to be made....

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