The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The glass is in your hand. It is cold. It is heavy. You are sitting at the kitchen table. The wood is scarred. The war is over. They say so. The radio says so. But the air in the house is thick. It tastes of iron. It tastes of old blood. You look at the glass. It is not just glass. It is a mirror. It is a shard of the sky. It is your face. But the face is wrong. The eyes are hollow. The mouth...

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