The Distant Threshold

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The dust motes danced in the shaft of afternoon light that cut across the kitchen floor, a silent, suspended galaxy that Arthur watched with the detached curiosity of a man observing a species he did not belong to. He stood by the window, his knuckles white as he gripped the sill, the wood splintering faintly under the pressure of his trembling hand. Across the room, Elise sat at the table, her...

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