The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The rain hits the glass of the transit hub like static, a relentless, gray hiss that drowns out the city below. You stand in the center of the unfinished atrium, your breath fogging the cold air, your eyes fixed on the main load-bearing pillar. It is a monolith of raw concrete, twelve meters high, rising from the bedrock like a broken tooth. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two, a structural...

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