The Distant Threshold

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The mill dam broke on the night of the winter solstice, swallowing the lower village in a churning wall of black water and ice. By the time the sun crept over the jagged peaks of the Blackwood Ridge, the world was a different place. The river, once a sluggish, brown ribbon through the valley, had become a raging, muddy beast that tore at the banks with a hunger that seemed personal. Thomas, a...

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