The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The stone was cold, but Elias Thorne felt the heat rising from his own palms as he pressed them against the ancient, weeping wall. He was thirty years old, a sergeant in the Border Guard, and he had spent the last decade breathing dust and waiting for orders that never came. The mist in the corridor was thick, tasting of copper and old rain, and it clung to his wool uniform like a second skin....

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