The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mist did not lift. It settled. It pressed against the windows of the cart like a damp, gray hand, whispering secrets that no one dared to repeat. Caleb drove. His knuckles were white against the reins. The horse, a heavy draft beast named Barnaby, moved with a slowness that felt less like fatigue and more like reluctance. They were crossing the Blackwood, that ancient stretch of forest...

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