The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The dust did not settle; it hung in the air like a suspended judgment, a thick, grey particulate that coated the tongue and filled the lungs with the taste of ancient stone and iron. I was on my knees in the muck of the collapsed shaft, my fingers bleeding into the cold earth, reaching for the small, warm body of my son, Thomas, who lay trapped beneath the splintered ribs of the timber support....

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