The Distant Threshold

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The road to the estate of Blackwood Hall did not merely end; it dissolved into a mist that tasted of copper and old rain. Elias Thorne walked through it, his boots sinking into the mud with a sound like wet bone breaking, each step a deliberate act of self-erasure. He was a man of questions, a hunter of the unseen, driven by a compulsion so deep it had calcified into the architecture of his...

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