The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The dream is always the same, a heavy thing of rusted iron sitting on a bed of wet coal dust, and you wake with the taste of rust in your mouth, your body aching with the specific, grinding pain of a man who has spent thirty years breathing the black dust of the earth. It is 1893, and the air in the mining town of Blackwood is thick with the smell of sulfur and damp wool, and you, Elias Vane,...

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