The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The gate did not open. It stood in the courtyard of the old estate like a wound in the earth, a vertical rift where the air shimmered with a heat that had no source. It was the boundary, the thin skin of the world that Elias Thorne had spent twenty years trying to breach, and now, at the threshold of his final breath, he could not bring himself to cross it. He stood on the cold stone, his hands...

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