The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The gate was made of iron, but it felt like bone. It stood at the threshold of the Ashworth Manor, a skeleton of rusted bars that had once guarded the wealth of a dynasty now reduced to dust and echoes. I stood before it, my uniform pressed and cold, the brass buttons biting into my chest like teeth. Inside, the manor loomed, a vast, decaying beast of stone and slate, its windows dark as unwept...

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