The Distant Threshold

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The road into the valley of Oakhaven was not merely a path of dirt and stone, but a wound in the earth that bled red clay under the weight of Thomas’s boots. He walked with the steady, rhythmic cadence of a man who had long since stopped asking where his legs would carry him next, for the destination was no longer a place on a map, but a sensation in the marrow of his bones, a low thrumming...

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