The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The feast in the great hall of Harrowgate Manor was a cacophony of clinking silver and roasted meat, yet the air hung heavy with a silence that pressed against my eardrums like the depth of water. I sat at the lower end of the long oak table, my hands folded in my lap, watching the candlelight dance across the faces of the men and women who had once called me brother, sister, and friend, before...

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