The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The oil in the lantern did not so much burn as it surrendered, a slow, viscous exhalation of amber light that pooled upon the rough-hewn timber of the workshop floor, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the stagnant air like the ghosts of unfinished thoughts. Elias Thorne sat upon a stool that had long since lost its backrest, his hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had gone cold...

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