The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The wagon wheels groaned against the packed earth, a sound like old bones breaking under the weight of winter. Elias sat on the edge of the bed, his hands resting on his knees, fingers stained with the dark residue of the mortar he had been grinding since dawn. He was a man of few words, but his silence was not empty; it was a vessel filled with the sharp, metallic taste of iron filings and the...

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