The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mortar crumbled beneath the weight of the crown. It was not a heavy thing, made of twisted iron and dried bone, but it carried a gravity that bent the air. Margaret stood in the center of the square, the stone cold against her bare feet. Rain fell in sheets, washing the dust from the cobblestones, turning the world into a smear of grey and wet slate. Around her, the crowd did not cheer....

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