The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-17 21:07:40 -

The rain had been falling on the city for three days, a persistent, gray curtain that blurred the lines between the cobblestones and the gutters, turning the streets into a network of dark, reflective veins. I sat in the corner of the small, rented room above the bakery, watching the water trace its path down the glass, my hands resting on the table, still trembling slightly from the adrenaline...

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