The Distant Temple

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The quill tip caught on the fibrous edge of the vellum, a snag that felt less like friction and more like a bone grinding against another, as I pressed the nib down to record the final entry for the month of November. The ink, a mixture of iron gall and ash I had brewed myself that morning, did not flow; it pooled, thick and dark as blood, refusing to spread into the neat columns of the Great...

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