The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The collapse of the north wall did not sound like an explosion, but rather like a great, wet exhalation, a sigh of timber and mortar that had held its breath for a century. It was a Tuesday in late October, and the air in the archive was already thin with the scent of damp paper and the metallic tang of old dust. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the reading room, his hands clasped behind his...

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