The Distant Threshold

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The report lay on your desk, the ink still wet, a black smear against the white paper of the University of Oakhaven’s letterhead. You, Elias Thorne, forty-two, a structural engineer whose hands were perpetually stained with the dust of other people’s ambitions, stared at the signature line as if it were a noose. The want in your chest was not for power, but for survival; you needed the tenure...

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