The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

Elias woke with the taste of copper in his mouth. He was lying in the mud. Not the mud of a field, but a thick, gray sludge that smelled of rot and old rain. The sky above was not blue. It was a bruised purple, swollen and silent. No birds sang. The air was still, heavy, pressing against his eardrums like deep water. "Get up, Elias." The voice came from everywhere and nowhere. It was soft, but...

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