The Distant Threshold

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The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the cobblestones of the lower courtyard into a slick, black mirror that reflected the gray sky above. You stood by the window of the small, drafty room in the east wing, your fingers wrapped around the ceramic mug that had once belonged to the previous steward. The warmth seeped into your skin, a small, defiant comfort against the damp chill that...

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