The Distant Temple

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Act I The light in Berlin was the color of old slate, a physical weight that pressed against the glass of the rented rooms on the hill. Erika Schwarz stood in the doorway of the Baron’s estate, her boots caked in the mud of the canal district, waiting for the midday bell. She was thirty-two, a midwife with hands that knew the geometry of a birth better than she knew her own face, and she...

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