The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The bell that hung in the belltower of St. Jude’s did not ring. It had not rung in three days, since the night the storm stripped the shingles from the roof and the wind howled through the broken timber like a grieving woman. Elias Thorne, the bell-ringer and keeper of the parish records, stood on the scaffolding, his hands trembling not from the cold but from a profound, gnawing suspicion that...

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