The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

You are the King. Or you think you are. The throne is cold. It bites your ass. You do not care. You sit in the dark hall. The candles gutter. The wax drips like fat. You smell the rot. It is in the walls. It is in the wood. It is in you. Your name is Alaric. It does not matter. Names are dust. You are old. Your bones ache. The pain is a living thing. It crawls up your legs. It settles in your...

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