The Distant Temple

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2026-08-23 19:19:35 -

The marble shard sat in my palm, cold and chipped, a fragment of the Temple of Aethel that I had held for three days without sleep. I am Elias Thorne, forty-two, a junior clerk in the Ministry of Antiquities, and I have spent the last decade polishing dust for men who never touch the dirt. My desire is singular and simple: I want the position of Curator. It is the only door that leads out of...

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