The Distant Threshold

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The Distant Threshold The rain had been falling for three days when Eleanor found the letter tucked behind the loose brick in the hearth. It was not addressed to her, nor to anyone she had ever known. The envelope, thick and yellowed with age, bore only a single initial—H—written in ink the colour of dried blood. Outside, the English countryside disappeared beneath a blanket of grey, and the...

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