The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mist in the Valley of Whispers did not rise; it breathed. It was a living exhalation from the earth, thick as wool and cold as grave soil, swallowing the jagged spires of the Citadel of Oaths. Elara stood at the threshold of her cell, the stone floor damp beneath her bare feet. She was the Keeper of the Seal, a title that had once meant power, but now felt like a shackle forged from ice....

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