The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mist clings to your shoulders like a wet shroud. You leave the village gates behind. The mud sucks at your boots. You walk. The rain falls. It is cold. It is sharp. You carry the scroll. It is heavy. It is light. You are the scholar. You are old. Your knees ache. You know this path. You have walked it before. In other lives. In other skins. You do not remember. You only feel the pull. It is...

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