The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The dream was always the same, a recurring fever of thorns and petals that bled into the grey light of the workshop, where Elias Thorne sat with his left hand trembling over a mainspring, the skin of his fingers already beginning to harden into a texture that was not quite flesh, but something metallic and rose-like, whispering Clara’s name in a voice that sounded like grinding gears. He...

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