The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The bell in the steeple of St. Jude’s rang not with the crisp, metallic clarity of the present, but with a dull, muffled thud, as if the air itself had grown thick and viscous. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the town square, his fingers white-knuckled around the leather satchel that contained his life’s work. The cobblestones were slick with morning dew, reflecting the gray, unyielding sky...

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