The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One The olive terraces of the valley were a river delta of dead reeds, stiff with the chill that rose physically from the cellar floors, and forty-two of the Old Brick kilns stood silent against the hillside as the town went about its grim, necessary business of drying goods in the thinning light. Giuseppe D’Angelo worked in the damp dark of his tannery, the air thick with the acrid...

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