The Distant Temple

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The ink is still wet on the page, and the damp air of the dormitory clings to the paper like a ghost’s breath. I am writing this by the light of a tallow candle, my hand trembling not from the cold, but from the weight of what I have found. It has been three weeks since the mill closed its doors for good, the final whistle blowing a note of finality that I could not abide. I found the object in...

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