The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The furnace coughed. Steam hissed. Iron bent. Elias stood. He was a smith. But not in the usual sense. He worked the air. He hammered the void. The workshop was a cathedral of glass and brass. Outside, the sky was wrong. It pulsed. A deep, bruised violet. The city of Oakhaven lay below. Smokestacks pierced the haze. Chimneys wept black tears. Elias looked at his hands. They were trembling. He...

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