The Distant Threshold

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The bill for the mercury and the distilled laudanum lay on the counter, the ink still wet, the sum of twelve pounds and four shillings a weight heavier than the glass bottle Elias Thorne held in his trembling hand. He did not sign it. He folded the paper, tucked it into his apron pocket, and turned to the small, locked cabinet where the tincture waited. The liquid inside was the color of old...

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