The Distant Threshold

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The coat was not merely a garment but a geography of silence, a heavy woolen expanse that had survived the burning of the archive and the subsequent, quiet unraveling of the man who had worn it. It hung in the center of the chamber, suspended by a single, rusted iron hook that seemed to pierce the very fabric of the room’s reality, defying the wind that howled through the cracks of the stone...

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