The Distant Threshold

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The rain did not fall so much as it existed, a pervasive, cold presence that saturated the air and the stone walls of the citadel until the distinction between the wet exterior and the damp interior dissolved into a single, heavy breath. Inside the innermost chamber, where the light was filtered through high, narrow windows until it became a pale, spectral mist, Thomas Bradshaw stood alone...

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