The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The river has swallowed the bridge, and you are standing in the mud with your boots sinking to the ankle, watching the water rise against the wooden pilings of the structure that used to connect your world to the rest of the county. It is a Tuesday in late October, the kind of day where the light fails an hour after noon and the air tastes of iron and rotting leaves. You are not a man who fears...

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