The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

We woke in the hollow of the world, where the sky was not a sky but a vast, bruised ceiling of obsidian glass, and the air tasted of copper and old rain, and I found myself standing beside a figure who wore my face with the casual arrogance of a thief wearing a stolen coat, and we were holding it together, this broken thing, this shattered crown of glass and bone that had been passed from hand...

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