The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The sky broke at dawn. Not with light, but with a sound like tearing silk. The iron gate of the Blackwood Asylum shuddered. Then it fell. Elias stood in the courtyard. His hands were bound. Not with rope. With wire. Thin, cold, and unyielding. He did not look up. He looked at his feet. The mud was wet. It stained his shoes black. He had been here for three years. Or perhaps ten. Time had lost...

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