The Distant Threshold

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The fog in Harrow’s End did not roll in so much as it accumulated, a thick, grey wool that pressed against the single pane of glass in Elias Thorne’s workshop window until the world outside ceased to exist. Inside, the air was sharp with the scent of machine oil and stale tobacco, and Elias sat hunched over his bench, his loupe screwed into his right eye, his hands trembling slightly as he held...

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