The Distant Temple

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The frost has bitten into the mortar of the eastern gate for three days now, and you, Thomas, are twelve years old and your hands are raw to the bone as you scrape the ice from the limestone blocks with a chisel that feels too heavy for your arms. You are not a man, but you are the only one in the manor of Lord Alder who understands that the boundary wall is failing, that the central gate,...

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