The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The bell rang not with a clang, but with a hum, a low vibration that settled in the marrow of the bones before it reached the ears. Elara stood at the edge of the quarry, her fingers wrapped around the iron rail. It was cold. The metal was slick with the morning dew, a thin film of moisture that clung to her skin like a second, colder layer. Below her, the water was black and still. It did not...

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