The Distant Temple

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The soldering iron bit into the silver with a sound like a nail being pulled from wet wood, and Elias Thorne watched as the metal did not melt, but liquefied into a viscous, dark stream that ran over the edge of the workbench and vanished into the cracks of the floorboards. He held his breath, the smell of ozone and old copper filling the back of his throat, a taste that had persisted for three...

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