The Distant Threshold

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Thomas woke from a dream of falling, but the air in the room was still. The silence was heavy, pressing against his eardrums like deep water. He lay on the thin mattress, staring at the crack in the plaster ceiling. Dust motes danced in the single beam of grey light that pierced the shuttered window. It was morning. The city outside was waking up, a groaning beast of iron and steam. He sat up....

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