The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The feast in the great hall of the Keep of St. Aldric was a cacophony of silverware clinking against heavy stone and the low, resonant hum of men who had long since forgotten the weight of their own armor, a sensory assault that pressed against the eardrums of Sir Elias Thorne as he sat in the shadowed corner, his hands resting on the hilt of a sword that felt less like a weapon and more like...

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