The Distant Threshold

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The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a heavy, gray curtain that erased the boundary between the sky and the cobblestones of the High Court precinct, turning the city into a drowned reflection of its own grandeur, where the gargoyles wept not water but a kind of ancient, institutional sorrow that soaked into the bones of everyone who walked beneath their stone gaze. Sergeant Elias...

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