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Its walls were formed from regrets, its floor paved with the bones of paths never taken. Doorways bent inward, each leading to timelines Darius had never walked but somehow still carried within his soul. It did not stand in one location, nor one time. The Temple was summoned, not entered—called forth by mythic introspection.
And now it answered.
Darius stepped through a gate of shimmering non-time, barefoot, breath shallow. The Spiral pul ...
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