The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The watch lay in the mud. It was a heavy thing. Steel. Cold. Miles looked at it. The rain did not stop. It beat against the tin roof of the saloon. It drummed on the cobblestones. It seeped into the leather of his boots. Miles was old. His knees ached with a dull, rhythmic throb. Every step was a negotiation with gravity. He had served thirty years in the Iron Guard. Now he served the town of...

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