The Distant Crown

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2026-08-21 22:25:19 -

The Distant Crown

The rain hits the windowpane. It is steady. It is cold. You are alone in the command post. The light is dim. The clock ticks. It marks the seconds. It marks your life. You are fifty years old. Your knees ache. The pain is a dull throb. It is a reminder. It is a debt. You look at your hands. They are large. They are rough. They are trembling. You breathe in. You breathe out. The air smells of...

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