The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The count was wrong. Elias had written three hundred and twelve lines, but the ink had taken four days of his life. He knew this not by feeling, but by the calendar on the wall, where the dates had begun to bleed into one another, the red crosses of the saints smearing into a single, bruised purple. He was thirty-two years old, and his hands were the hands of a man of sixty. The tremor was new....

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