The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain hammered the slate roof of St. Jude’s Chapel like a fist on a drum, a relentless, rhythmic violence that shook the dust from the rafters. Dr. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the nave, his hands pressed flat against the cold, wet mortar of the central pillar. He was forty years old, though the mirror in his office had begun to show a man of fifty, and the man of sixty waited in the...

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