The Distant Threshold

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The rain did not fall so much as it was expelled from the sky, a relentless, gray hammering that turned the cobblestones of the Palais de Justice into a slick, treacherous mirror. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet wool, old paper, and the metallic tang of fear that seemed to permeate the very limestone walls. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the Grand Chamber, his uniform...

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