The Distant Temple

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The pen moved across the page with a dry, scratching sound that seemed to scrape against the inside of Elias Thorne’s skull. He kept his eyes fixed on the ledger, a thick volume of bound accounts that smelled of damp wool and old iron, because if he looked up, the room would change. The municipal inspector’s badge hung heavy on his chest, a cold square of brass against his shirt, and he knew...

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