The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The bell in the tower of St. Jude’s College did not ring for the hour, but for the dead, a low, resonant thrum that vibrated in the marrow of the stone and settled into the bones of those who stood beneath its eaves. Professor Julian Vane stood in the center of the quadrangle, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the dust motes dance in the shafts of pale, wintry light that pierced the...

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