The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The silence in the valley was not empty; it was a held breath. You sat on the cold stone of the outcrop, your fingers stained with the black residue of the chalk you had used to draw the sigil. The wind moved through the dry grass with a sound like tearing silk, a whisper that seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere, from the earth itself rising to meet the sky. You were alone, as you had...

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