The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-18 19:36:08 -

The rain had stopped, but the air in the village of Oakhaven still held the weight of the storm, a thick, wet silence that pressed against the windows of the lecture hall. I sat in the back row, my notebook open, the pages blank, watching Dr. Arthur Penhaligon pace before the blackboard. He was a small man, precise in his movements, his tweed jacket buttoned to the chin despite the damp chill....

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