The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The room smelled of damp wool and old iron. I sat in the corner, the chair creaking under my weight. It was a small room. Stone walls. A single window. The glass was thick, clouded with the grime of centuries. Outside, the wind howled. It sounded like a dying animal. Or perhaps it was just the wind. It is hard to tell when you are alone for so long. I looked at the object on the table. A...

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