The Distant Threshold

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended grey curtain that blurred the edges of the world and made the stone walls of the manor seem to breathe. Inspector Elias Thorne stood in the center of the library, a room so vast and stifling that the very air felt heavy with the weight of unspoken things, his coat dripping onto the Persian rug in slow, dark circles that spread...

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