The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The ledger showed three hundred and twelve gallons of base wort, four sacks of pale malt, and zero ounces of the experimental yeast. Elias Thorne counted the coins on the table, his fingers dry and cracking in the cold cellar air. He was forty-two years old, and he had not slept in three days. The Guild decree was simple: no new ingredients. No deviations. The Rot was coming, but the Guild only...

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