The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The iron keys hung on a rusted hook in the vestibule, swinging gently in the draft that seeped beneath the heavy oak doors of the manor house. They were not large, nor particularly ornate, but they had a weight to them that suggested a history of locking and unlocking, of securing and releasing, of keeping things in and letting things out. Elias Vane, the last steward of the old Whitmore...

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