The Distant Temple

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2026-08-22 06:19:06 -

The office smelled of stale coffee and wet wool. It was a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of the throat, refusing to let go. I sat at my desk, the third one down from the window on the east side of the fourth floor. The glass was grimy. Outside, the rain lashed against the city, turning the streetlights into smeared halos of amber and grey. I watched a man pass below. He held an...

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