The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain had been falling on Millhaven for three days, a thin, persistent mist that turned the cobblestones into mirrors of gray sky. It was the kind of weather that settled into the bones, making the joints ache and the spirits low. In the town square, beneath the eaves of the old market hall, a crowd had gathered. They stood in clusters, whispering, their breath pluming in the damp air. They...

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