The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The silence in the cell was not empty; it was a living thing, a heavy, gray beast that breathed against your ribs. You lay on the cold stone floor, the dampness seeping into your bones, a cold that had nothing to do with temperature and everything to do with the hollow space where your name used to be. Above you, the vaulted ceiling of the prison stretched into a darkness so profound it felt...

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