The Distant Threshold

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"The ink is moving, Your Honor. Again." Elias Thorne held the ledger open with a gloved hand, the parchment trembling not from his grip but from the substance itself, a viscous black fluid that slithered across the page like oil on water, defying the dry, dusty air of the High Court’s archive. It was the third night in a row that the text had shifted, rearranging the dates of Julian’s execution...

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