The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The air in the cellar of the priory was thick with the scent of rotting pears and stale candle wax. Brother Julian stood before the heavy oak table, his hands trembling slightly as he arranged the silver plating for the midday meal. He was a man of few words, a former soldier of the King’s guard who had found in the monastery a silence that felt less like peace and more like a held breath. The...

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