The Distant Temple

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The rain did not fall; it swam. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood in the courtyard of the abandoned St. Jude’s Chapel, his fifty-two-year-old body aching with the wet cold, his left hand trembling in a rhythm that had plagued him for three years. He wanted the iron key. The demolition crew was due at dawn, and until that moment, the chapel was his, a last bastion of order in a world that had grown...

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