The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain fell not in drops but in a fine, metallic mist that coated the armor of Sir Aelric of Kestrel in a sheen of cold silver, blurring the line between the man and the mud in which they stood. He held his sword, the Valiant Edge, with both hands, his knuckles white not from the effort of the strike but from the sheer, grinding weight of the time he had spent waiting for this moment to...

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