The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain falls on the glass roof of the conservatory, a rhythmic, hollow tapping that sounds less like weather and more like the slow, deliberate counting of seconds by a clock that has forgotten how to stop, and you stand there, in the center of the wet gravel path, holding the heavy, leaden weight of your own skull in your hands, feeling the cold seep through the skin of your fingers and into...

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