The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The coat hung on the hook by the door. It was heavy. Wool. Dark green. It looked like a shadow cut from the fabric of the room. I stared at it. My name was Elias. I worked for the Bureau. We called it the Office. We called everything by a polite name. The coat belonged to a man named Arthur. Arthur was gone. Not dead. Just gone. He had left the coat behind. It was a mistake. Or a message. I did...

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