The Distant Temple

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The key was cold, colder than the stone floor beneath Elias Thorne’s knees, and it hummed with a vibration that traveled up his wrist and settled in the marrow of his forearm. He held it in his left hand, the one that had begun to ache three days ago, a dull, persistent throb that matched the rhythmic pounding of the executioner’s hammer echoing down from the upper floors of the Citadel. Elias...

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