The Distant Temple

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2026-08-23 07:31:44 -

In the damp, candlelit scriptorium of the Abbey of St. Jude, Brother Thomas held the jagged obsidian shard in his left hand while his right hand, slick with ink, trembled over the vellum. The stone, which he had kept in his pocket for ten years, hummed with a low, maddening frequency that only he could hear, a sound like a bee trapped behind the eye. He was thirty-two years old, a scribe of...

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