The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The ink is already dry on the parchment, a black scar that refuses to fade, and you stand before the High Court of the Archive, your hands trembling not from fear but from the sheer, suffocating weight of the silence that has just fallen over the chamber. The air in the Hall of Records is thick with the dust of centuries, a fine, gray powder that settles on your eyelashes and tastes of iron and...

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