The Distant Crown

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2026-08-20 01:18:48 -

The Distant Crown

The rain did not fall. It hung. It was a thick, grey mist that clung to the stones of the old town. We walked. My boots were wet. The water soaked through. I did not care. "Keep up, Thomas," said Elias. He walked ahead. His back was straight. He carried a lantern. The light was small. It cut through the fog. It barely reached my face. I followed. I had to. This was the deal. I had crossed the...

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