The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The sky tore open before the rain even hit the ground. It was not a storm of water, but of light, a blinding, white void that swallowed the horizon and the trees and the distant, jagged spires of the city. I stood on the ridge, my hands clutching the rough bark of an ancient pine, my knuckles white, my breath hitching in a throat that felt too small for the air. Beside me, my brother, Silas,...

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