The Distant Threshold
The ice breaks not with a sound but with a surrender, a sudden, catastrophic release of tension that sends you plunging into the black, freezing depths of the river where the water is not merely cold but a living, predatory entity that wraps itself around your lungs like a lover’s desperate embrace. You are Edward Ashworth, a man of precise calculations and brittle habits, and you are dying,...
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