The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The dream was of teeth. Not whole teeth. Fragments. Chipped enamel. The jagged edges of molars that had been pulled too young. They fell from the sky like grey hail, piling up on the frost-hardened ground. In the dream, they did not hurt. They were cold. They were silent. They were the only currency left in the world. Julian woke with a gasp. The air in the dormitory was stale, thick with the...

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