The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The frost had turned the chapel windows into sheets of white glass, blurring the world beyond into a gray smear. Elara sat in the corner of the scribe’s room, her fingers stained with ink and the cold. She was not a priest, nor a scholar, but an auditor of the silence. For three months, she had cataloged the missing pages, the torn margins, the words that had been scraped away by the monks’...

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