The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-19 09:45:20 -

The road was white. It was hard. You walked. Your boots sank. The mud bit. You did not stop. The gate loomed. It was black iron. It was tall. It stretched into the sky. The sky was grey. The grey was heavy. It pressed down. You breathed. The air tasted of ash. It tasted of iron. You were small. You were young. Your name was Elias. You carried a basket. The basket was empty. It was made of...

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