The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The beam above the fireplace had split down the middle, letting in a sliver of grey afternoon light that fell directly on the shield in Thomas’s hands. It was his father’s shield, oak and iron, and now it was cracked from rim to boss, a jagged fracture running through the painted stag like a vein of stone. Thomas stood in the ruined hall of Blackwood Manor, the air thick with the smell of wet...

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