The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The bread was stale. It had been stale for three days. Maren chewed the dry crust, her teeth aching with the effort. She swallowed. The taste was of dust and old earth. "Master Aldous," she said. Her voice was a rasp. "The village is quiet." Aldous sat in the corner. He did not look up. He was mending a boot. The needle was thick. The leather was black. He pulled the thread tight. It groaned....

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