The Distant Threshold

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The coal dust in the air tasted like iron filings and old blood, a metallic tang that coated the back of Elias Thorne’s throat as he trudged through the grey twilight of the industrial valley. He was a man composed of right angles and worn leather, a constable in a jurisdiction that had long since ceased to care about the law and instead worshipped the relentless, churning machinery of the...

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