The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The dream is always the same, a gray corridor of fog where your shadow detaches from your heels and walks a full mile ahead of you, pointing with a bony finger at a line in the dirt that does not exist on any map you have ever drawn. You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth, the sheets tangled around your legs, the morning light of Oria cutting through the shutters of your small room in...

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