The Distant Temple

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The water was on the ceiling before I finished the first sentence of my morning prayer. I woke to the sound of grinding stone, a low, rhythmic scrape that vibrated through the floorboards and into the soles of my bare feet. The shop was dark, save for the grey light of a pre-dawn November that pressed against the frosted glass. I stood up, my knees popping, and the first thing I saw was the...

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