The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The house breathed. Not in the way of a living thing. Not with the wet, rhythmic pull of lungs. It breathed in the way a machine breathes when the pressure drops. A sigh. A shudder. A long, drawn-out exhalation of dust and old wood. Elias sat in the center of the room. The floorboards groaned under his weight. He was not sitting. He was waiting. The chair was gone. He had moved it. He had moved...

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