The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One Aili Laitinen’s hands moved in the mortar, grinding the dried belladonna into a powder that smelled of wet earth and old blood, the sound of the pestle a dull, rhythmic thud against the stone bowl that vibrated up through her wrists and into the hollow of her chest. She was thirty years old, and the court alchemist’s title sat heavy on her shoulders, a weight of expectation that...

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