The Distant Threshold

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The iron gate of the Citadel of St. Jude did not creak so much as it groaned, a low, tectonic complaint that seemed to rise from the bedrock of the earth itself, shaking the dust from the cobblestones where Sir Aldric Vane stood with his sword drawn and his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The sky above was not a sky at all but a bruised canopy of swirling violet clouds,...

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