The Distant Threshold

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The ferns in the parlor had not been watered in three days, their fronds curling inward like clenched fists, a botanical architecture of slow suffocation that mirrored the tension held in the jaw of the house itself. I moved through the dust-motes suspended in the afternoon light, my footsteps silent on the warped oak floorboards, listening for the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock that...

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