The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The silver mirror sat on the desk, cold to the touch, reflecting a face that was not Elias Thorne’s. It showed a man with hollow cheeks and eyes like broken glass, a man who had not slept in three days. Elias stared at the reflection, waiting for the lie to fade, but the image held its ground. He was forty years old, a border warden with twenty years of service, and his daughter, Sarah, was...

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