The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The iron gate was locked, it was locked, and the key was in my father’s pocket, and his pocket was stitched shut, and I was standing in the mud of the alleyway while the rain fell in sheets that turned the cobblestones into a slick, black mirror, and I said to the man in the grey coat, Please, sir, the seal is broken, the wax is cracked, and he looked down at me with eyes that were not quite...

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