The Distant Threshold

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The stone gate of Aethelgard did not open; it breathed, a slow, tectonic sigh that shook the dust from the eaves of the keep, and within that exhalation, Sir Julian Thorne felt the familiar, cold weight of his own insignia press against the sternum of his breastplate, a metallic heart beating in time with the rhythm of a war that had no enemy to name. He stood not in the courtyard, where the...

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