The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The vial was small, no longer than a thumb, filled with a liquid the color of old honey. Elias held it in his left hand, the glass warm from the pocket of his coat, while his right hand gripped the reins. The horse snorted, kicking at the mud of the lane, and the smell hit him before the sight did: a thick, cloying sweetness, like overripe fruit left in a cellar, mixed with the sharp, metallic...

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