The Distant Crown
Chapter One The industrial district of Cairo hummed with the low, constant vibration of the cooling towers, a sound that settled into the marrow of anyone who worked the shift. Forty-seven of the Old Brick kilns still stood on the periphery, their red faces darkened by decades of soot, watching over the modern sprawl with a stoic, silent judgment. In the shadow of this decaying infrastructure,...
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