The Distant Temple

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The air in the hydroponics bay smelled of wet rust and failing algae, a metallic tang that coated the back of Renard Sonier’s throat before the dim blue lights even resolved the shapes of the trays. He stood at the edge of the olive terrace, the ground sloping sharply toward the dark water of the downriver, where the gale had rearranged the harbor into a jagged, churning mess of shattered...

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