The Distant Temple

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2026-08-22 07:01:47 -

The ale is warm and thick in your mouth, tasting of stale grain and the sweat of the men who brewed it, and you are holding a cup of it as if it were a holy relic, your knuckles white against the chipped ceramic, while the laughter of the men in the Red Lion Inn crashes around you like waves against a rotting pier. You are Silas Vane, and you are a man who has killed, a man whose hands remember...

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