The Distant Threshold

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The memorandum lay on my desk, its edges crisp and white against the worn mahogany, signed in the sharp, angular script of Lord Vane. It was a list of accusations, thin as paper but heavy as lead: I was to audit the restricted vaults within the hour, and any discrepancy in the Crown’s ledger would be treated as an act of treason. I read it twice, the words blurring into a single, jagged line of...

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