The Distant Temple

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The scale read four ounces, then five, then four again, as Elias adjusted the dried root with tweezers that felt too heavy for his trembling fingers. He had spent three hours grinding the bark, three hours steeping the leaf, and now the clock on the wall was ticking a rhythm that matched the erratic thumping in his own chest. The cottage was stone, thick-walled and cold, a box that had held his...

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