The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The road is wet. It is black and slick. You walk. Your boots are heavy. They clog with mud. The air is thin. It smells of rot and iron. You are the seeker. You are the hunter. You have a map. It is old. The ink is faded. The lines are wrong. You know this. You keep walking. The world is not as it was. The sky is a bruise. Purple and swollen. It does not move. The sun is a pale coin. It hangs...

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