The Distant Crown
I woke from the dream with the taste of gold in my mouth, a metallic sweetness that coated my tongue and felt less like flavor and more like corrosion. The workshop was dark, save for the amber glow of the gas lamps that I had lit three hours ago, and the silence was so thick it pressed against my eardrums like deep water. I looked down at my hands, expecting to see the golden city of the...
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