The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The house breathed in the dark. It was a large, old thing, built of stone that had turned grey with the rain of a hundred years. Inside, the silence was heavy. It pressed against the walls. It settled in the corners. It waited. Arthur sat in the chair by the window. His back was straight. His hands rested on his knees. They were still. They were always still. He was a man of order. He had spent...

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