The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The voice came from the shadows of the stairwell, low and rough with the grit of three days’ hunger, calling out his name like a summons to a court he did not wish to attend. Sir Aldric did not turn immediately. He stood with his back to the damp stone wall, his hands resting on the hilt of a sword that felt heavier than it had the day he had sworn his oath, the metal cold and slick with the...

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