The Distant Threshold

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The pen slipped. It slid across the heavy stock of the intake form, leaving a jagged blue streak that looked less like a signature and more like a wound. Elias Thorne watched the ink bleed into the fibers, his left hand trembling with a palsy that had no name in the medical file, only a code: *Chronic Neuromuscular Deterioration*. He was fifty-two. Three days until mandatory retirement. Three...

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