The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The pen was already moving across the ledger when Arthur’s hand stopped. He did not look up. He knew the sound. It was a hiss, thin and high, coming from the steam valve behind the filing cabinet. It sounded like a dog choking on a bone. Arthur closed his eyes. The dream was there, waiting. The gold crown, heavy and hot, sliding down the back of his neck. It did not sit on his head. It melted...

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