The Distant Threshold

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The gate did not creak, for there was no gate. There was only the line, a hair of silver drawn across the mossy stone, vibrating with a hum that one could feel in the teeth before the ears caught it. Elara stood on the wrong side. Or perhaps the right. It was difficult to tell, for the world had begun to blur at the edges, the colors draining out like water from a cracked vessel, leaving only...

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