The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mud is cold. It seeps into your boots. It presses against your shins. You are running. The rain is hard. It hits your face like gravel. You do not stop. You run. The building stands before you. It is gray. It is long. The windows are dark. The doors are closed. You are a guard. You are an old guard. You have been here for twenty years. Your name is Elias. You are a sage of the gate. You...

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