The Distant Temple

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The ink is still wet on the page when I write this, the date 14th of October, 1912, scrawled in a hand that trembles not from cold but from the hollow, rattling void that has taken up residence in my chest. I am thirty-four years old, a constable of the Ashford Police Force, and I have come to this industrial hellscape with a singular, burning purpose: to secure the permanent pension that will...

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