The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The rain had not stopped for three days. It drummed a relentless, hollow rhythm against the leaded panes of the observatory, a sound that had begun to echo inside Elara’s skull. She stood before the great brass telescope, her hands trembling not from cold, but from the sheer weight of what she had done. The glass eye of the instrument stared out into the void, indifferent to the weeping of the...

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