The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The mist clung to the walls of the manor house like a wet wool shawl, heavy and suffocating, wrapping around the iron railings and the cracked parquet floors until the distinction between the interior and the gray, weeping world outside had dissolved into a single, damp breath. Elias stood in the center of the drawing room, his hands buried in the pockets of his threadbare coat, feeling the...

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