The Distant Joke

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2026-08-18 00:13:25 -

The Distant Joke

The rain had turned the cobblestones of Millhaven into a slick, black mirror, reflecting the gaslight of the town hall in long, trembling ribbons. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted chestnuts, stale beer, and the sharp, metallic tang of anxiety. It was the annual Founders’ Gala, a night where the town’s hierarchy was performed as much as it was celebrated. I stood near the edge...

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