The Distant Threshold

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The letter lay on the mahogany desk, its envelope torn open with a knife that had seen better days. Elias Thorne read the three lines, the ink smudged where his thumb had pressed too hard, and felt the cold weight of dismissal settle in his chest. It was a standard form, the kind the police force used for administrative separations, but the signature at the bottom was not his own. It was Lord...

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