The Distant Temple

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2026-08-24 19:18:36 -

The brass compass lay in my palm, its needle trembling with a nervous, erratic twitch that had nothing to do with magnetism and everything to do with the lie I was about to tell the forest. I am Elias Thorne, thirty-four years old, a cartographer of the second rank for the Crown, and I had come to the Whispering Woods to secure my pension. The rule, as passed down through the grim folklore of...

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