The Distant Threshold

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The banquet hall smelled of roasted lamb and old stone. The air was thick, heavy with the breath of a hundred guests. They laughed. The sound was sharp, brittle glass breaking on marble. Professor Elias Thorne sat alone at the long table. His fork trembled. A single drop of red wine fell from his lips. It hit the white tablecloth. A dark stain spread. The Grand Duke sat at the head. His face...

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