The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The black sand moved when you blinked. It pooled in the corner of your office, a dark, viscous stain against the beige carpet, shifting its shape to mirror the anxiety tightening your chest. You were Elias Thorne, forty-two, and you wanted only to secure your pension. You wanted to retire with Mara, to sit in the quiet of your home where the air smelled of lavender and old paper, and to let the...

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