The Distant Crown

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2026-08-18 08:36:46 -

The Distant Crown

The banquet hall smelled of burnt sugar and ozone. It was a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of the throat, a physical weight in the industrial air of the city. I stood at the edge of the long table, a figure of shadow amidst the bright, polished silver. The air hummed with the low vibration of the overhead fans, a constant, droning drone that masked the whispers of the elite. They...

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