The Pale Meridian

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2026-08-17 22:45:07 -

The Pale Meridian

The bell tower cracked at dawn. It did not fall. That would have been easier. It simply split, a jagged line of black lightning running from the belfry down to the slate base. The sound was not a crash but a groan, long and wet, like a rib snapping inside a chest. Elias stood in the square below, his coat buttoned to the throat, watching the dust settle. The city of Oakhaven was waking up, but...

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