The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The rain hits the glass. It sounds like fingers tapping. You are alone. The house is cold. The house is quiet. The house is watching. You sit in the chair. Your hands are still. Your heart is loud. You remember the line. The pale line. It runs across the floor. It runs through the yard. It separates the safe from the unsafe. It separates the clean from the dirty. You crossed it. You crossed it...

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