The Distant Crown

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2026-08-21 20:34:36 -

The Distant Crown

The smell of burnt sugar and old parchment was the first thing that told me I was in the wrong place, or perhaps the right one, depending on how deeply one wished to be lost, and as I stood at the heavy oak doors of the Monastery of St. Jude, watching the mist curl around the stone buttresses like a living thing, I knew that the life I had built, brick by brick, hour by hour, was already...

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