The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The corridor stretches before you, a long, sterile throat of white tile and humming fluorescent light, a place where the air tastes of ozone and old sweat, where the walls breathe a slow, mechanical sigh that you have come to mistake for your own pulse. You are standing at the end of it, your back pressed against the cold, unyielding surface, your hands clasped tightly behind your head, fingers...

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