The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The gold ring in your hand is cold, colder than the winter air that seeps through the cracks of the workshop window. It sits on the anvil, a small, perfect circle of cursed metal that hums with a low, wet vibration. You are Elias, forty years old, a goldsmith in the walled city of Oakhaven, where the shadows do not stay attached to the walls at dusk. You want to forge a crown for your dying...

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