The Distant Threshold

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The rain lashed against the slate roof of the Blackwood Institute like a thousand small, angry fists, a sound that had long since ceased to be weather and become a kind of rhythm, a pulse that throbbed through the bones of the old stone walls and into the marrow of the men who walked its corridors. Professor Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Assembly Hall, his hands clasped behind his...

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