The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain on the thatch of the Hall was not merely water but a living, breathing weight that pressed down upon the shingles, a constant, rhythmic drumming that seemed to originate from the bones of the earth itself, and as you sat there in the dim amber glow of the tallow candles, your fingers stained with the grease of the roasted boar, you felt the vibration of that storm travel up through the...

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