The Distant Threshold

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The train station in Leeds was a cathedral of iron and steam, where the air hung thick with the scent of coal dust and the metallic tang of oxidized rails. Elias Thorne stood on the platform, his coat buttoned to the chin, watching the departure board flicker with the names of destinations that no longer seemed to exist on any map he knew. He was a man of precise calculations, a clockmaker by...

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