The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

"Your hands are trembling, Thomas." I stopped. The mirror was cold. I looked at my left hand. It shook. A fine, rapid vibration. Like a wire struck by a bell. I looked at the glass. My reflection stared back. He did not shake. He stood still. He was young. He wore a blue coat. He had a crown. It was made of light. It sat on his head. It was not gold. It was not iron. It was pure, white fire. I...

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