The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The iron rain hammered against the tin roof of the mill, a relentless, rhythmic thrum that seemed to vibrate in the very marrow of Silas Thorne’s bones. He stood in the center of the warehouse, his uniform soaked through, the wool clinging to his frame like a second, heavier skin that smelled of wet ash and old sweat. In his hand, he held the object that had driven him from his home in Bristol,...

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