The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain had not stopped for three days, a persistent, gray sheet that turned the landscape into a blur of wet slate and bruised purple heather. Elias Thorne sat in the back of the stationary ambulance, his knees drawn up to his chest, watching the water bead on the window glass. He was a man who had spent the last decade of his life following the scent of decay, not out of morbid curiosity,...

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