The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The feast was held in the high hall of the Citadel, a place of stone and silence where the air tasted of old iron and colder things. Torches burned low in iron brackets, casting long, trembling shadows that danced against the rough-hewn walls. At the center of the room, a long table groaned under the weight of roasted meats, dark bread, and clay bowls of wine that looked like spilled blood. But...

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