ChiLaiDeGaoBai V02 The Golden Meridian 202605111845
The Golden Meridian I. Grand Central Station at seven in the morning was the closest thing Clara Whitfield had ever seen to a cathedral. The vaulted ceiling arched above her like the inside of a great instrument, and the light came through the windows in shafts that made the dust look like gold. She stood on the marble floor with her suitcase in one hand and a wilting field flower in the other,...
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