The Distant Threshold

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The dream begins not with a fade-in but with a violent, mechanical shudder that rattles the teeth in your skull, a sensation of being pulled through a narrow, rusted tube of air and iron until you find yourself standing on a floor made of solidified oil, slick and black and smelling of burnt ozone and ancient grease. You are wearing a uniform that does not belong to any modern nation, a heavy...

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