The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The iron gate of St. Jude’s Asylum for the Unraveling Mind creaked open with a sound like a dying man’s last breath, admitting a draft of cold, coal-scented air that settled heavily on the shoulders of Elias Thorne. He stood before the massive oak door, his fingers white-knuckled around the hilt of his short, rusted blade, a weapon that had once belonged to his father before the courts had...

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