The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The wind did not howl in the high moors of the Scottish Highlands, as the poets of the lowlands liked to imagine, but rather it sighed, a long, ragged exhalation of cold that seeped into the marrow and settled there with the weight of old, unspoken grief. Sergeant Elias Thorne walked with the heavy, deliberate cadence of a man who had learned long ago that stillness was a luxury he could not...

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