The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dream did not come to him as a sequence of events but as a singular, overwhelming pressure, a wall of white noise that pressed against the inside of his skull until the boundaries of his own identity began to dissolve into the mist. He was standing in a courtyard that had no end, the stones beneath his feet slick with a dew that smelled of iron and old rain, and the air was thick with the...

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