The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dining room was warm, a furnace of gaslight and roasted goose. Margaret sat at the head of the long mahogany table, her posture rigid, her hands folded over the white linen. The air was thick with the scent of rosemary and the heavy, metallic tang of old blood that seemed to cling to the walls. Around her, her family ate. They spoke in low, polite murmurs, the kind of noise that masks a...

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