The Distant Threshold

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Chapter One "Who keeps the ledger when the ink runs dry?" Major Vane asked, his voice flat as the lagoon outside the window. The banquet hall was a mess of white linen and sweating men, the air heavy with roasted eel and stale perfume. Salvatore Sabella stood by the buffet, his uniform buttoned tight, watching the Minister of Borders lift a glass. The Minister’s hands trembled, a blue light...

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