The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The Pale Meridian The surveyor's pin stuck into the parchment with a sound like a sigh. Eleanor Voss did not look up. Her fingers, stained with iron gall and chalk dust, traced the meridian line from St. Paul's to the marshes, and the line was wrong — wrong by two degrees, wrong by three hundred yards of swallowed earth. She knew it the way she knew the shape of her own ribs, the way she knew...

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