The Pale Meridian
The frost came down in sheets. It silenced the town. We were left in the cold. It bit deep. I watched it fall. Margaret stood by the window. Her face was pale. She did not speak. The heat had died. The coal ran out. We were poor. So poor. The cold was a beast. It had teeth. It had claws. It walked through our walls. It sat on our beds. It breathed on our skin. We shivered. I shivered first....
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