The Distant Threshold

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The air in the Great Hall of Blackwood Abbey tasted of dust and old iron, a metallic tang that coated the back of your throat as you stood before the High Council, your hands trembling not from fear, but from the sheer, crushing weight of the silence that had swallowed the room. You were the Archivist, a title that had once carried the quiet dignity of a guardian of truth, but which now, in the...

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