The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The ironworks at Blackwood Creek had been humming for forty years, a constant, low-frequency thrum that settled into the marrow of the men who worked there and turned their bones into brittle, grayish things. The heat was not merely a temperature but a physical weight, a heavy hand pressing against the chest, forcing the air out in ragged gasps, and the smell of sulfur and ozone was so...

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