The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-22 01:15:50 -

The fog did not roll in so much as it rose, a thick, grey wool drawn up from the wet roots of the riverbank, swallowing the lower windows of the Blackwater Insurance Office until only the top floor remained visible, a solitary eye blinking in the gloom. Elias Thorne stood before the window, his hands resting on the cold glass, feeling the vibration of the city outside, a low hum that he had...

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