The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The boiler room shook. Dust fell from the ceiling in gray clouds, choking the air. We held our breath. Then the shaking stopped. Silence followed. It was heavy. It pressed against our ears. I looked at the others. Thomas sat by the pipe, his face pale. He did not blink. Eleanor stood by the door. Her hands were clasped tight. Her knuckles were white. James lay on the floor. He was breathing...

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