The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-20 16:44:26 -

The letter arrived on a Tuesday. It was thin, cream-colored, and smelled faintly of lavender water. Elias held it in his hands, the paper trembling slightly against his skin. He stood at the window of his small apartment in the coastal town of Harrow’s End. The sea was grey and flat today, pressing against the shingle with a rhythmic, dull thud. He did not open the letter immediately. He knew...

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