The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The iron pot hung from the center of the oak beam by a chain that had rusted into a single, unbroken strand of orange wire, and inside it, the broth boiled with a sound that was less a bubble than a low, sustained moan, a sound that seemed to rise from the very stones of the cellar floor where Elias Thorne stood with his back pressed against the cold, damp wall, his hands trembling not from the...

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