The Distant Temple

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The compass lay in my palm, its needle trembling with a frantic, sickly jitter that had nothing to do with magnetic interference, as I sat in the drafty tent on the edge of the Glencoe moors, the wind whistling through the canvas seams like a man trying to remember a name. I am Elias Thorne, surveyor of the Highland Land Commission, and I am writing to you, Martha, because the silence here is...

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