The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The locomotive groaned against the iron spine of the earth, a metallic beast hauling its burden of coal and ambition through the grey, sleet-laden dawn of the valley, where the air tasted of sulfur and the wet, heavy rot of decaying leaves. Elias Thorne sat in the cab of the engine, his hands wrapped around the throttle lever with a grip that had long since ceased to be conscious and had become...

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