The Distant Threshold

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The ledger lay open in Elias’s hands, the paper brittle and cold against his palms. He traced the ink of the final entry with a finger that trembled slightly, not from age, but from the sheer weight of the silence in the room. The study was warm, heated by a fire that had burned down to white ash hours ago, yet the air felt thick, as if the house itself was holding its breath. Outside, the wind...

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