The Distant Temple

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The fog did not merely sit in the corridors of the Ministry of Internal Order; it inhabited them, a viscous, grey substance that clung to the wool of Silas Vane’s coat and seeped into the pores of his skin, carrying with it the faint, metallic scent of old blood and wet stone. Silas stood before the desk of Minister Aldous Thorne, his spine rigid, his hands clasped so tightly at his sides that...

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