The Distant Threshold

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You sit in the dark. The glass is cold. It hums. A low vibration. Feel it in your teeth. The ink is dry. The seal is cracked. You break it. Shards on the floor. Black and jagged. Like teeth. Like bones. You do not pick them up. You look at your hands. They are steady. They are not your hands. They are too old. Too thin. The room is small. A city apartment. No time. No date. Just the hum. The...

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