The Distant Threshold

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The ink on the parchment is still wet, a dark mirror reflecting the candlelight that flickers against the stone walls of the scriptorium, and you are Elara, a scribe of thirty years, whose hands tremble not from the cold but from the desperate, clawing need to secure the Codex Umbra. You have spent the last five years copying the permitted texts of the monastery of Saint Jude, hiding your true...

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