The Distant Threshold

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The house does not remember you. It has no memory, only architecture. Stone and slate and the hollow echo of footsteps on parquet. You are a child in a room that is too large for you. The dust motes dance in the shafts of afternoon light, indifferent to your presence. They do not care that you are hiding. They do not care that you are terrified. You are small. You are invisible. This is the...

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