The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The glass in the mirror is cracked. You see the fracture before you see your face. It runs from the left corner, near the ear, down to the chin. A thin white line. Like a river on a map. Or a vein. You touch it. The glass is cold. It is sharp. You do not bleed. This is the office. The Department of Internal Records. The walls are beige. The air smells of dust and old paper. You sit at your...

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