The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One Grigori Voronov’s boots crunched through the frost that had killed the late beans, the sound sharp as a snapped twig under the weight of his leather satchel. He was thirty-two, a deputy toll collector’s son turned enforcer, and he carried the new decree in his chest like a stone, heavy and cold. The ferry crossing to the Iron Gate Monastery was mid-river, the water black and still,...

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