The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The mortar ground against the pestle with a rhythmic, grinding shriek that seemed to tear at the fabric of the room. Elias Thorne watched the dried roots of valerian root turn to dust, his knuckles white, his breath shallow and ragged in the cold air of the shop. It was December, 1893, and the London fog pressed against the windows like a living thing, thick with the smell of coal smoke and...

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