The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The mud on my forearms was caked dry and gray, a second skin that pulled tight against the pulse of my veins as I hauled the body of the old oak into the shallow creek. The water was black and still, reflecting nothing of the sky above, only the fractured shapes of the branches we were breaking. I had been doing this for three days, clearing the land that belonged to no one and everyone, a task...

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