The Distant Threshold

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You are standing in the antechamber of the High Court, the air thick with the scent of dried lavender and old parchment, a perfume that seems to preserve the moment in amber, trapping the dust motes in a suspended, golden haze. The year is not merely a number on a calendar here; it is a weight, a physical pressure against your sternum, pressing the breath out of you in long, shuddering exhales....

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