The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain is not water; it is a weapon, a freezing needle that finds the gaps in your leather and the cracks in your bone. You are Elias Thorne, reeve of the highland border, and for twenty years this path has been your only companion, a narrow ribbon of stone and mud that divides the wild from the Lord’s ordered world. You clutch the stolen ledger to your chest, the leather cover slick with...

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