The Distant Threshold

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The heavy oak door of the Whitmore manor stood ajar, a dark mouth waiting to swallow the night, and Arthur Penhaligon stood before it not with the reverence of a suitor or the awe of a guest, but with the cold, dissecting gaze of a man who had been told his own mind was a locked room with no key, a vessel from which all sanity had been siphoned away by the very people who were supposed to hold...

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