The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dream began, as it always did, with the smell of burnt honey. It was a thick, cloying scent that hung in the air of the stone chamber, mingling with the damp chill of the moss that crept up the ancient walls. Elias lay on his back, his body feeling heavy, as if his bones had been replaced with lead, and above him, the vaulted ceiling disappeared into a darkness that seemed to breathe. He...

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