The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dream was not of flying, nor of falling, but of a long, white hallway that stretched out into a fog so thick it felt less like air and more like a solid substance pressing against the skin, a hallway where the floorboards creaked in a rhythm that matched the slow, heavy thumping of a heart that did not belong to the boy who was walking, and in that hallway there were no doors, only windows...

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