The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain did not fall so much as it persisted, a fine, grey mist that settled into the pores of the stone walls and the very fabric of the air, creating a dampness that seemed to emanate from the earth itself rather than descend from the heavens. Commander Elias Thorne stood alone in the center of the Grand Hall of the Citadel, a space so vast and high-ceilinged that the sound of his own...

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