The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain fell like hammered lead. Elara stood in the mud. Her sword was not steel. It was a shard of black glass. It hummed. She wiped her face. Blood mixed with rain. "Look at you," said the voice behind her. It was Julian. He wore silk. It was yellow. It was clean. "Did you win?" he asked. Elara did not answer. She looked at the glass. It was dull now. "No," she said. Julian stepped closer....

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