The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One Who pays for the weight of saving everyone? I asked this on the dock, the humidity swelling the timber of the ice-hauler until the planks groaned like living things. I was Tariq Farah, thirty-two years old, and I had three hundred pounds owed to the guild master by the end of the month. My hands were slick with the brine of the Casablanca bay, which smelled of rust and dead fish....

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