The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The rain had not ceased for nine days, a grey and relentless curtain that turned the manor into a floating island cut off from the rest of the world. You sat in the high-backed chair by the dying fire, your hands wrapped around a cup of tea that had long since gone cold, watching the water drip from the eaves onto the stone path below. The house was old, older than the family that had held it...

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