The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The fog on the moor did not roll in; it stood, a wall of wet gray that erased the horizon and swallowed the world whole. Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the unmapped sector, his breath pluming in the cold air, and watched the chalk line dissolve into the mist. He was fifty-two, a man who had spent three decades measuring the earth, and he had one week left on his contract before his pension...

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