The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The hammer bit into the granite with a sound like a bone snapping, and I felt the vibration travel up my arm, settling deep in the marrow of my shoulder. I was Kaelen, a Warden of the Shattered Spire, and I had come here not to guard, but to break. For three years, the Order had taught me that the Spire was a cage, a monstrous architecture designed to hold a spirit in eternal, screaming...

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