The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The air in the valley was thick with the scent of crushed pine needles and damp earth, a smell that had defined the last forty years of Silas Vane’s life. He walked with the heavy, rhythmic gait of a man whose joints had long since forgotten their original elasticity, his boots sinking into the soft loam of the forest floor. Beside him, close enough to feel the warmth of his shoulder against...

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