The Distant Threshold

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The rain hit the slate roof of the Ministry in a steady, rhythmic drumming, a sound that had long since ceased to be mere weather and become the background noise of Elias Thorne’s life. He stood before the tall, narrow window of his office, watching the gray street below where a few umbrellas clustered like dark mushrooms under the eaves of the adjacent bank. At forty-two, Elias was a mid-level...

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