The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The room was cold. It was a stone cell. Or a library. Hard to say. The air smelled of damp wool and old paper. Margaret sat in the corner. She held the book. It was thick. Bound in leather. The cover was black. The edges were worn. She had held it for three years. Since the fire. Since her husband died. Since the world broke. She read. The words were Latin. She did not know Latin. She read the...

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