The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The cold does not kill you. It merely edits you, stripping away the fat, the memory of warmth, the easy illusions of the living, until only the bone and the will remain. You are walking. This is the first fact. You are walking through the moor, where the wind cuts like a sheared piece of tin against your cheek. You are wearing the tattered remains of a uniform, the wool soaked through with...

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