The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One Eamon O’Casey remembered the weight of the nursing pin, first class, clamped against the collar of his greatcoat, a cold metal bite that mirrored the chill of the bog roads stretching out before him, where the fog did not merely obscure but consumed, eating the sound of the harbor bells until the world was a muffled, grey void. He was thirty-four years old, a sergeant in the...

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