The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The sky broke. Not slowly. Not with the grace of a winter dawn. It shattered. A sound like a bone snapping under a boot. The earth heaved. Elias stood on the ridge. He did not run. He did not scream. He watched the village below consume itself. The fire was not orange. It was white. It was the color of a surgeon’s lamp. It was the color of truth. He had come from the lowlands. He had carried...

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