The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain had been falling since the morning we left the city, a steady, gray weeping that turned the muddy roads into rivers of black sludge and made the air taste of rust and wet wool. I remember the weight of my greatcoat, heavy with water, pressing down on my shoulders like the hand of a ghost, and I remember the way my breath fogged in the cold, thin air, dissolving before it could form a...

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