The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-18 15:04:53 -

The brass badge on my chest had a weight that seemed to pull me down into the floorboards of the precinct, a constant, metallic anchor in a world that had begun to spin out of alignment. It was a 1902 pattern, heavy enough to dent the fabric of a wool uniform, etched with the seal of the City Watch, a lion rampant holding a key, the metal worn smooth by the palms of men who had died holding it....

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