The Distant Temple

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Act I "You are asking for a death sentence, not a title," Grand Tutor Iqbal said, his voice low, cutting through the hum of the engine-shudder that vibrated up from the canal boat’s cabin floor. "The seal is cursed. Let it rot in the earth." I looked at him, my hand resting on the cracked wagon axle that lay across my lap, wired together with copper wire I had bought for two rupees at the...

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