The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The dream always began with the sound of cracking porcelain, a high, thin shriek that cut through the fog before Elias Vane’s eyes even opened, and when he did, the golden crown was there, hovering just above his chest, its rim jagged and black with soot, crumbling into a dust that smelled of wet ash and old copper. He sat up in the narrow bed of his attic room in Aethelgard, the city of stone...

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