The Distant Threshold

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The air in the Ironclad Naval Yard tasted of coal dust and wet iron, a metallic tang that coated Elias Thorne’s teeth as he descended into the subterranean hull of the *HMS Aethelgard*. It was November of 1899, and the yard was a labyrinth of soot-choked administrative offices and vast, echoing dry docks where the ghosts of industry lingered in the shadows of the rivets. Elias, a quartermaster...

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