The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The dream came again, as it had every night since the first frost touched the glass. I saw Lord Aldric standing before the loom, but his face was mine, stretched thin over the bones, the eyes hollow pits of absolute hunger. I woke with the taste of iron in my mouth, the weight of the shuttle still heavy in my hand. It was the year of our Lord 1348, and the debt to the Crown loomed over our...

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