The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The cart wheels groaned against the cobblestones. Rain slicked the road. Mara held the reins tight. Her hands bled through the leather. She did not stop. The town of Oakhaven loomed ahead. It was a place of stone and silence. The air smelled of wet earth and old fear. Inside the cart lay the box. It was made of oak. Carved with runes. The letters were deep. They glowed faintly in the dark. This...

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