The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The road up to the black house was not a road at all, but a scar in the earth, a jagged line of gravel and mud that bit into the hillside like a wound that refused to close. I had walked it for three days, my boots heavy with the wet clay of the valley below, the air growing thinner and colder with every step until my breath hung in the grey mist like a ghost of the words I could not say. I am...

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