The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

Elias. The name hung in the damp air, spoken by a voice that had lost its edge somewhere in the last decade of wandering, a voice like dry leaves scraping against gravel. Your father did not look up from the knot he was working in the rope, his fingers, thick and scarred from decades of labor, moving with a mechanical precision that you envied and resented in equal measure. You stood at the...

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