The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The frost lay thick and unbroken on the heath, a white silence that swallowed the sound of my own breathing, so that I felt I was walking not upon the earth but through the memory of it, a ghost of a man seeking a ghost of a truth in the ancient, indifferent dark of the winter morning. I had walked for three days since the last settlement, my boots heavy with the slush that turned to ice under...

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