The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The rain did not fall so much as it was expelled from the sky, a dense, grey curtain that blurred the boundaries between the wet asphalt of the street and the slick, reflective windows of the municipal building, where the sound of the downpour was muffled into a low, rhythmic thrumming that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the bone. Cillian stood at the foot of the stairs, his small frame...

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