The Distant Threshold

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The banquet hall was not a room but a breath held in the lungs of the earth, a vast, dim cavern where the air tasted of ozone and old blood, and the tables stretched out like the ribs of some colossal, sleeping beast. I sat at the far end, my hands resting on the polished wood that felt unnervingly warm, as if it were alive beneath my fingertips. Around me, the figures moved with a sluggish,...

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