The Distant Threshold

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The rain had been falling on the stone facade of the Inquisitor’s Hall for three days without ceasing, a relentless, gray curtain that blurred the world outside into a watercolor of slate and moss, and as I packed my few remaining belongings into the leather satchel that had once belonged to my father, I felt the familiar, dull ache behind my eyes, the phantom weight of the third eye that no...

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