The Distant Threshold

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The brass key in your hand is cold, not with the chill of winter, which has not yet touched this house, but with the deep, bone-dry cold of things that have been forgotten for a very long time, and you hold it against your chest like a talisman against a curse, feeling the weight of it pull your shoulders down, pulling you into the floorboards, into the dust, into the silence that has settled...

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