The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The fog did not roll into the harbor of Cresswell Bay so much as it seeped, a cold, wet exhalation from the throat of the earth, swallowing the rusted cranes and the blackened hulls of the ships that had not moved in decades. It was a thick, industrial miasma, tasting of brine, coal dust, and the metallic tang of old blood, a sensory assault that coated the tongue and settled deep in the lungs...

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