The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The parchment was thin, the ink faded to the color of dried blood, and the seal was cracked. Elias Thorne held it up to the weak morning light filtering through the shuttered window of his cottage, his fingers trembling not from the cold, but from the weight of the iron signet ring tucked into the folds of the paper. He had dreamed of his brother, Thomas, again. In the dream, Thomas stood in...

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