The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The lock clicked, a sound like a bone snapping in the dark. "Silas," I whispered, my breath fogging in the freezing air of the vault. "Is the door clear?" The night watchman’s shadow stretched long across the flagstones. He did not answer immediately. The silence in the vault was not empty; it was heavy, pressurized, a physical weight against my eardrums. I could smell the damp wool of his...

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