The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The iron bell above the door did not ring when Elara entered the Hall of Records. It simply ceased to exist, a soundless void in the center of the room where noise should have been. She carried a satchel of leather so worn it had turned the color of old blood, and inside it lay the only thing that had ever truly belonged to her: a cloak of woven silver thread. It was not merely a garment; it...

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