The Distant Joke
The road ended at the cliff. Caleb stood there. The wind bit his face. It was cold. He held his sword. The steel was dark. It was wet with rain. "Go back," said the voice behind him. Caleb did not turn. He looked at the mist. The sea was white. The waves crashed. They broke against the rocks. They shattered. They were gone. "You cannot pass," the voice said. "The order stands. The King’s law is...
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