The Distant Temple

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Act I The station hung in the void like a rusted tooth. Custodia Carvalho stood in the back room where accounts were kept, the air scrubber filter overdue by three months, its mesh clogged with dust that tasted of iron and old sweat. He was thirty-two, a long-generation doctor born on the ship, but here he was just a clerk with a repair quota and no parts, his left hand wrapped in bandages that...

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