The Distant Temple

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The dream always ends with the path breaking, the stones sliding into a void that smells of wet iron and old regret, and you wake with the taste of copper on your tongue, your hands already itching for the tools that are not there. You are Elias, a clockmaker of forty years, and the Guild Hall’s Great Clock is your master, your god, and the only thing standing between you and the freezing...

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