The Distant Temple

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The ink is not dry, Brother Thomas, and it will not be dry until you give it what it requires. The Abbot’s voice did not echo in the scriptorium; it sat in the damp air like a stone, heavy and cold, pressing down on the back of Thomas’s neck. Thomas looked down at the parchment, where the letters of the *Codex Aeternum* shimmered with a wet, metallic lustre that seemed to pull at the light of...

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