The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The blade hangs suspended in the air. It does not fall. You hold it there, your arms trembling with a fatigue that has settled deep into the marrow. The room is small. The walls are close. The air is still. You are the Keeper. You have been the Keeper for forty years. You have no name that matters anymore. Only the role. Only the duty. Your ally stands beside you. His name is Elias. He is...

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