The Distant Threshold

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The gatehouse stood at the end of the Long Acre, a structure of grey stone and iron that had not been painted in forty years. To the men of the 4th Garrison, it was not merely a checkpoint but a mouth, a permanent, grinding jaw that chewed on the lives of those who passed through it. Silas Vane sat inside, his uniform pressed and stiff, the wool scratching against his neck in a rhythm that...

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