The Distant Temple

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2026-08-25 02:02:10 -

My hands were already slick with the grey slurry when I heard the bell ring for the closing of the day. I was knee-deep in the wet concrete, trying to pack it into the fissure at the base of the central pillar, the mixture gritty against my palms, cold and heavy as wet clay. The Temple of Industry hummed beneath my shins, a low, persistent thrum that I felt in my teeth more than I heard with my...

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