The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-18 13:42:54 -

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the gravel drive of Harrow House into a slick, brown mirror that reflected the grey, indifferent sky above. Eleanor Vane stood by the window of the library, her fingers tracing the cold condensation that beaded on the glass, watching the world outside dissolve into a blur of water and mud. She was a woman who lived in the margins, a medium by...

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