The Distant Joke

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2026-08-20 02:10:20 -

The Distant Joke

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy, gray curtain that smothered the valley and turned the mud of the pass into a slick, treacherous mirror. Seraphina stood on the precipice of the old watchtower, her boots sinking slightly into the wet stone, the wind whipping her cloak around her legs with a violence that felt personal, as if the storm itself were trying to peel her...

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