The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The steam rising from the turbine housing tasted of ozone and burnt copper, a metallic tang that coated the back of Eleanor’s throat as she stood before the great iron lung of the factory, her hands trembling not with fear but with a vibrating, electric anticipation that felt less like emotion and more like a physical displacement of her own soul. "You see the flaw in the coupling?" she asked,...

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