The Distant Threshold

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The ink on the ledger page is still wet, a dark pool reflecting the low, amber light of the office lamp. You press your thumb into it, not by accident, but with a deliberate, heavy pressure, as if you are trying to anchor yourself to the paper, to the desk, to the reality of this room that smells of dust and old varnish. The stain spreads, a jagged, black star blooming across the skin of your...

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