The Distant Threshold
Chapter One "You are holding it wrong, Ren." The voice came from the shadows of the ruined shrine, dry as the dust that coated the cracked jade seal in Kimura Ren’s hand. He did not look up. His fingers, stained with the soot of a thousand extinguished lanterns, tightened around the cold, fractured stone. The seal whispered. It was a low, subsonic hum, a vibration that traveled up his wrist and...
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