The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The coat was red. Not the crimson of a stop sign, nor the scarlet of a cardinal’s vestment, but a deep, arterial red that seemed to drink the light around it. It hung on the hook by the door, a silent sentinel in the grey hallway of the Institute. I have worn it for thirty years. It is not mine, or rather, it is no longer mine. It belongs to the silence now. I am an investigator of the unseen....

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