The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The smell of yeast and burnt sugar hung in the air of the village of Oakhaven like a shroud, thick and sweet, permeating the damp stone walls of the bakery where Silas Thorne had worked for forty years. It was a smell that did not merely linger; it colonized, settling into the weave of his apron, the fibers of his hair, the very pores of his skin, so that to step away from the ovens was to...

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