The Distant Temple

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The shuttle hung in the air, suspended by a thread of light that did not belong to any loom in Oakhaven. Elara held it there, her fingers trembling not from fear but from the sheer, cold weight of the silence. The loom stood in the center of the workshop, a skeleton of oak and iron, and the fabric stretched across it was not the wool commission the Guild had demanded, but something else...

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