The Distant Temple

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The east wing did not fall; it sighed, a low, tectonic groan that vibrated through the soles of my shoes and settled in the marrow of my bones before the dust even settled. I stood in the corridor, clutching my ledger, watching the plaster crack like dry skin over a fever, and I knew with a certainty that defied engineering that the stone was speaking. It had been whispering for three years, a...

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