The Distant Crown

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The Distant Crown

The lease agreement lay open on the scarred oak desk, the paper yellowed and brittle, smelling of mildew and old ink. I held the pen, the nib trembling slightly against the signature line, while the low hum of the Meridian Tower vibrated through the soles of my shoes. Outside, the rain lashed against the single windowpane, distorting the view of the city into a smear of gray and black. I was...

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