The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The banquet hall smelled of roasted lamb and old wood, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of the throat. I stood in the corner, my hands tucked into the pockets of my work jacket, watching the light catch the silverware. It was a display of precision, of order, of a world that had been polished until it could no longer hide its flaws. We were the artisans, the fixers, the men and...

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