The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The silk was already frayed at the hem when I first saw it, a pale, spectral thing hanging from a hook in the back of the shop. I had been walking for three days through the fog-choked streets of the capital, my boots heavy with mud and my mind heavy with the weight of a reputation that had begun to rot in the public eye. I am a man of cloth, a tailor to the high and mighty, a craftsman who...

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