The Distant Temple

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2026-08-22 19:58:36 -

The letter lay on the desk, the ink still wet, the signature a jagged tear across the paper. Arthur held it with two fingers, as if the paper were hot, as if the words might burn through his skin. It was a notice of suspension. Effective immediately. He looked at the date, then at the ceiling, where the plaster was peeling in long, gray strips that looked like dried skin. He did not cry. He did...

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