The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The stone bit. Rain slicked the flagstones. Mordant fell. He landed on his knees. The mud was cold. Cold and wet. The sword in his hand was heavy. A great blade. Forged in the old ways. Steel that drank light. He looked up. The tower loomed. Black stone. Rain lashed the battlements. Above, a window glowed. Amber light. Warm. Inviting. A lie. Mordant knew it was a lie. He was the Warden. The...

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