The Distant Temple

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The wool tunic hung loose on Elias Thorne’s shoulders, the fabric so thin and frayed at the elbows that the damp chill of the barracks seeped straight into his bones. He ran a thumb over the collar, where the stitching had failed three winters ago, feeling the rough, pilling surface that was the only thing left of his father. Outside, the rain hammered against the slate roof of the King’s Guard...

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