The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The banquet hall of the Blackfriars Inn was not a room but a cavern of smoke and stale wine, where the air hung heavy with the scent of roasted lamb and the metallic tang of old blood. You sat at the far end of the long oak table, a place of honor that felt less like privilege and more like exile. The candles flickered, casting long, dancing shadows that seemed to reach for you, grasping at...

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