The Distant Threshold

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The rain did not fall so much as it invaded, a cold, metallic sheet that blurred the line between the world outside and the rot within. Silas Vane stood in the center of the library, his hands trembling not from the chill but from the sheer, crushing weight of the air. The house, Blackwood Manor, was a relic of the industrial age, a beast of stone and iron that had swallowed the surrounding...

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