The Distant Threshold

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The collapse of the eastern wing did not happen with a crash, but with a sigh, a long, exhalation of dust that swallowed the morning light and turned the sky above the Whitmore Archive into a bruised and suffocating violet. Margaret Holloway stood in the atrium, her shoes soaked in the gray slurry of shattered plaster and damp oak, watching as the ceiling, that vast and intricate lattice of...

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