The Distant Threshold

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The rain hammered against the skylight, a relentless, rhythmic drumming that drowned out the hum of the refrigerator and the distant wail of a siren from the city below. We were sitting in the kitchen of the old manor, the one that had belonged to my brother, Elias, before the fire, before the silence, before the end. The table was set for two, though only I remained. The plates were white...

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