The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The banquet hall of the Abbey of Saint Jude was not a room but a throat, wide and swallowing, where the air hung thick with the scent of roasted goose, beeswax, and the metallic tang of old iron. It was a night of high summer in the year of our Lord 1347, yet the windows were sealed shut against the wind, and the only light came from the hundred tallow candles that burned with a trembling,...

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