The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The wind in the highlands of Ayrshire did not howl; it whispered, a low, continuous thrumming that settled into the marrow of the bones of Sir Julian Thorne. He walked the perimeter of the old stone fort, his boots crunching on the frost-hardened earth, the rhythmic sound a counterpoint to the silence that had grown heavy around him over the last three decades. The fort was not a castle, not in...

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