The Distant Threshold

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The damp in the cellar of Halloran House did not smell of mold, as one might expect of a cellar that had not seen sunlight in a decade, but of wet earth and iron, a scent that clung to the back of Arthur’s throat like a bad taste. He adjusted the collar of his tweed suit, the fabric stiff with the cold that seeped up through the flagstones, and knelt on his hands and knees, his breath pluming...

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