The Distant Temple

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The ledger is burned, Silas. I heard the hermit’s voice before I saw him, a dry rasp that seemed to come from the hollow of a nearby pine rather than a throat, and I stood frozen in the mud of the forest floor, my boots sinking into the wet earth with a sound like wet bread tearing. It was the fourth of November, 1892, and the mist had been thick enough to chew on since dawn, swallowing the...

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