The Distant Temple

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The dream was always the same. A temple of white stone, burning from the inside out, the heat so intense it peeled the skin from Arthur Vane’s hands. He woke in the dark of his rented room in Clerkenwell, the smell of ash still clinging to his tongue, the taste of copper sharp in his mouth. It was 1904, and London was a city of soot and steam, of gaslight flickering against the wet...

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