The Distant Threshold

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"Did you sign it, Julian? Did you actually sign the deed?" The voice of the neighbor, Mrs. Gable, drifted through the half-open window of the kitchen, thin and reedy as the winter wind that had been gnawing at the eaves since November. Elara did not turn from the sink. She was scrubbing a rusted gear from the loom, the metal cold and slick in her palms, and the water running over her knuckles...

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