The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The blood is rust-colored and cold against the bristles of the scrub brush, a sludge that refuses to yield to the harsh chemical spray, and you, Elias, are on your knees in the basement of St. Jude’s Hospice, your knees aching with a dull, persistent throb that matches the low-frequency hum of the ventilation system. Above you, hovering just out of reach of the fluorescent lights, is the...

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