The Distant Temple

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The ink does not dry; it crawls, a viscous black vein pulsing against the parchment with the slow, rhythmic insistence of a living thing, and you, Elias, watch it spread with a horror that is only half supernatural and half the cold, clinical certainty of a man who knows his own body is failing. You are forty years old, though the wasting sickness that has settled into your lungs makes you feel...

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