The Distant Threshold

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2026-08-23 10:52:10 -

The fog did not roll in; it pressed against the glass of the customs house like a wet hand, blurring the horizon into a gray smear. Elias Thorne stood alone in the central office, the air thick with a static charge that made the hairs on his arms stand on end. He clutched his leather badge in his right hand, the hide cracked and worn thin by twenty years of friction, the metal tarnished under...

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