The Distant Threshold

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The rain fell upon the city not as water, but as a silver, relentless curtain that blurred the edges of the world, turning the slick asphalt of the narrow streets into mirrors that reflected only the fractured neon of the signs and the hollow eyes of those who walked beneath them. Inspector Elias Thorne stood at the center of this wet, weeping labyrinth, his uniform soaked to the bone, the...

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