The Distant Threshold

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The frost did not merely settle upon the glass of the workshop window; it invaded it, creeping in with the slow, deliberate malice of a parasite seeking a host, fracturing the clear pane into a thousand jagged shards of reflected light that seemed to hold the room in a suspended, breathless agony. Arthur Vane stood before his lathe, his hands wrapped around the cold steel handles, his knuckles...

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