The Distant Threshold

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The ink on the parchment was still wet, a dark, viscous thing that seemed to drink the light from the scribe’s candle, as Elara Holloway pressed her thumb against the wax seal with a force that cracked the brittle surface. She was not sealing a letter of love or a deed of land, but a confession of debt, a document that would hang over her brother Thomas like a noose of paper and law, and the...

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