The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The dream was always the same. You were standing in the center of a vast, empty stadium, the concrete bleachers rising around you like the ribs of a leviathan, and the air was so still it felt solid, pressing against your eardrums. In your hands, you held a heavy, brass key, warm from the sun, and you knew with a certainty that bypassed logic that this key opened the door to the only place...

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