The Distant Crown
The air is thick. It tastes of rust. You sit in the chair. The wood creaks. You are alone. The room is small. The walls close in. You hold the object. It is cold. It is heavy. You do not look at it. You look at the door. The door is locked. The key is in your pocket. You do not use it. You are a scholar. You study the past. You study the broken things. You know their names. You know their...
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