The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mist hung low over the valley of Aethelgard, a thick, woolen shroud that swallowed the stone walls and the timbered roofs of the keep, leaving only the faint, rhythmic sound of the wind whistling through the eaves. It was a morning like any other in the long, quiet tenure of Commander Elias Thorne, a man whose face was carved from the same grey granite as the ramparts he guarded. He sat in...

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