The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The cell was a box of stone. It was cold. It was dark. Elias Thorne sat on the bare floor. He did not sleep. He did not eat. He only watched the single crack in the ceiling. It looked like a vein. It looked like a path. Outside, the sound of boots on gravel. Always boots. The Warden walked his rounds. The Warden was a large man. He moved with the heavy confidence of those who own the walls. He...

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