The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth. It is the taste of old blood, or perhaps rust, or the dried sap of a pine tree crushed underfoot. You are in the Hall of Silencers. The air is thick, smelling of damp stone and fear. You do not know why you are here. You only know that the weight on your chest is heavy, a physical thing, a stone that has settled into your lungs and refuses to move....

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