The Distant Threshold

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The great oak door of the Ashworth manor had not been opened from the outside in forty years, a fact that the dust on the latch seemed to confirm with a silence so heavy it pressed against the eardrums. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of dried lavender and old paper, a perfume that smelled less of preservation and more of a slow, inevitable decay. Elias Thorne stood in the center of...

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