The Distant Temple
Chapter One Lucia Lombardi was an oyster warden who owed the village more than she had in her pockets, and the rain in the valley was cold enough to crack the ice on the forge doors. She stood in the mud, her boots soaking through, clutching a brass astrolabe that hummed against her palm with a low, rhythmic vibration. The object was her late husband’s, a thing of gears and glass that should...
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