The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

You walk. The mud is deep. It sucks at your boots. You do not stop. You cannot stop. Behind you, the castle walls loom. They are grey. They are cold. They are indifferent. The sky is the color of old iron. A crow lands on a branch. It watches you. It does not sing. Your name is Thomas. You are a knight. You wear armor. It is heavy. The steel is dented. It is old. It smells of rust and sweat....

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