The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-19 17:49:45 -

You are walking. Your boots strike the mud with a wet, rhythmic thud. The air is cold. It cuts through your wool coat. You are in the valley. The mist is thick. You cannot see far. You see only the gray wall of fog ahead. You are alone. You have been alone for three days. Your name is Thomas. You are a clerk. You count ledgers. You sign papers. You do not fight. You do not kill. But you are...

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