The Distant Joke
The sky did not break so much as it exhaled, a long, grey sigh that settled over the valley like a shroud of wet wool, and with it came the rain that had been promised for three days. It fell not in drops but in sheets, a continuous, silver curtain that blurred the edges of the world until the house, the garden, and the men within them seemed to be dissolving into the same heavy, indifferent...
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