The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-18 19:47:28 -

The rain tapped against the leaded glass, a rhythmic, hollow sound that matched the beating of my heart. "Do you know what it means?" I asked. My voice sounded thin, stripped of its usual confidence. Thomas sat across from me in the dimly lit study. He did not look up from his hands. He was cleaning his fingernails with a small, sharp tool. The sound of the metal scraping against the cuticle...

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