The Distant Threshold

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The rain on the roof of the mobile workshop sounded like static, a white noise that masked the silence inside. Elias Thorne sat at the workbench, a pair of fine-tipped tweezers hovering over the exposed innards of a 1920s pocket watch. His hands were steady, but his eyes were not. They tracked the reflection in the polished steel case of the watch. It was a distorted, curved version of his own...

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