The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The glass shattered. Not with a crash, but a sigh. A thin, high-pitched whine that cut through the heavy, humid air of the room. Elara stood in the center of the space. She held the shards in her bare hands. They did not cut. They hummed. The building was not a building. It was a lung. A vast, breathing organ suspended in a sky that had no stars, only a bruised purple twilight that never faded...

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