The Distant Temple
The scale read three hundred and twelve grams, a weight that sat in the hollow of my chest like a stone swallowed whole, and I knew with the cold precision of twenty years’ service that this specific density, this particular resonance under the caliper, marked the artifact as not merely valuable but irrevocably stolen, a violation of the 1989 Convention on the Protection of Cultural Property...
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