The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The candlelight in the High Court hall did not flicker; it stood rigid, a column of pale fire that illuminated the dust motes dancing in the still air, and I stood before the Magistrate with my stomach hollowed out by three days of fasting, the emptiness a physical weight that pulled at my bowels, while the man behind the desk, whose eyes reflected the flames like wet stones, read the parchment...

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