The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The iron bit was cold. It bit into my gums. I held the reins tight. My knuckles were white. The horse shied. The mud was deep. It sucked at my hooves. We were moving. We had to move. The castle was ahead. It was a stone beast. It slept on the hill. It watched us come. I am Elara. I am a keeper. I keep the seal. The seal is a ring. It is gold. It is old. It burns. I do not like the burn. My hand...

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