The Distant Temple

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The rain against the high windows of the Harrowgate Municipal Library was not a sound but a texture, a constant, abrasive hiss that seemed to erode the very air in the reading room. I sat at my desk, the magnifying glass pressed so tightly against my right eye that the bridge of it left a white crescent on my skin, my fingers trembling as I traced the faded ink of a ledger from 1893. My vision...

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