The Distant Threshold

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The door locked. It was a heavy sound. A final click. Silence followed. Not empty silence. Full. Thick. The room was small. White walls. Cold floor. Two chairs. A table. No windows. The air tasted of dust. And fear. Thomas sat. His hands shook. He looked at his fingers. Long. Pale. Stained with dirt. He was a man of order. A soldier. A keeper of the line. Now the line was gone. Behind him stood...

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