The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The old man’s hand, stained with the black grime of the forge, pressed against the boy’s chest. It was a touch that felt less like skin and more like cold iron, a weight that settled into the ribs of the young apprentice, Thomas, with a gravity that defied the smallness of his frame. They stood in the center of the Great Hall of the Citadel, a space so vast and high that the light from the...

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