The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The mud on the ridge sucked at Elias Thorne’s boots with a wet, sucking sound that echoed in his chest. He raised the rifle, his hands trembling not from the cold, but from the sudden, violent intrusion of the man’s scream into the sterile silence of his duty. The smuggler was not a target to be acquired; he was a shivering, broken thing scrambling over the rocks, his eyes wide with a terror...

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