The Distant Threshold

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The feast of the Midwinter Vigil had long since subsided into the cloying silence of stale wine and tallow smoke, leaving the great hall of the city hall reeking of spilled ale and the metallic tang of fear that had curdled in the air since the first blow was struck. Master Aldous Vane sat alone at the head of the long oak table, his hands clasped so tightly that the knuckles had turned the...

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