The Distant Temple

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The cufflink sat in my palm, a small disc of silver that hummed against my skin like a live wire. It was cold, colder than the shop air, and it grew heavier with every second I held it. I am Elias Thorne, and I have been a tailor in Harrow Bay for twenty years, but today the weight in my hand felt like a sentence. The Mayor’s commission was due Friday, a charcoal suit that had to fit like a...

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