The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The jar sat on the mantelpiece. It was a mason jar, thick glass, filled with a paste the color of dried blood. I watched it. The wax seal had cracked. A hairline fracture ran from the rim to the bottom, leaking a slow, sticky trail onto the white marble. It looked like a wound that refused to close. I had made it myself. Three weeks ago. I had spent hours grinding the herbs, boiling the...

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