The Distant Threshold

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The rain lashed against the stained glass of the Grand Hall, a rhythmic, wet percussion that sounded like fingers drumming on a coffin. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the marble floor, his boots heavy with the mud of the estate’s lower fields. He did not look at the body. He looked at the ceiling. Specifically, he looked at the fracture in the central chandelier, a jagged line of crystal...

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