The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

I dreamed of a crown made of glass. It sat on my head. It was heavy. The glass was thin. It rang like a bell when I moved. I was standing in a field of white ash. The sky was the color of old iron. I looked down at my hands. They were covered in red. I tried to wipe it on my uniform. The fabric was soaked. I could not feel my fingers. The dream woke me. I was in the small town of Oakhaven. The...

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