The Distant Threshold

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The carriage wheels bit into the frost-hardened earth of the highlands, a rhythmic grinding that seemed to scrape against the very marrow of my bones as we ascended toward the monastic citadel of St. Jude’s, a place where the air was so thin and sharp it tasted of iron and old blood. I carried with me the Codex of Silence, a volume bound in leather that had grown brittle and pale as a winter...

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