The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The brass insignia caught the dim, flickering light of the lantern as Elias Thorne pressed it into his sister Clara’s palm. It was a sergeant’s star, heavy and cold, the only thing of value he possessed that was not made of sweat and iron. They stood at the edge of the Ashwood Mine, the industrial throat of the valley, where the air already tasted of copper and rot. Clara was dying, her lungs...

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