The Distant Temple

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The brass key sits in my left pocket, a dull weight against my thigh that has become the only constant in the erratic rhythm of my life. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, and for the last decade I have served as the town clerk of Oakhaven, a role that demands a specific kind of silence, a meticulous attention to detail that most people mistake for cowardice. I want to keep this job. I...

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