The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The banquet was not held in a hall of stone or wood, but in the cathedral of the open air, where the sky was a bruised and swollen dome of violet and black, pressing down upon the earth with the weight of a thousand forgotten years, and you, the guest of honor, the prisoner of your own making, sat at the center of this ephemeral table, your hands trembling not from the cold which had no name,...

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