The Distant Threshold

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"You took the sample." Mara stared at the vial in her hand. The liquid inside was clear, almost water-like, but it caught the light with a strange, oily sheen. It was not wine. It was not medicine. It was something else entirely. Something that had no name in the lexicon of human consumption. "Tell me the source," David said. His voice was low. It was the voice of a man who had seen the bottom...

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