The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-18 06:56:07 -

The iron gate of the Keep did not open; it dissolved. Seraphina stood at the center of the courtyard, her sword a blur of silver against the grey, weeping sky. The mist was thick, tasting of copper and old rain, and it clung to her skin like a second layer of armor. She was fighting, but she was not fighting the men in black. She was fighting the gate itself. Every time she swung her blade, the...

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