The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

Elias Thorne counted the minutes on the wall clock, each second a heavy stone dropped into the dry well of his stomach. He had been sitting in the sterile white office of the federal immigration bureau for forty-two minutes, and in that time, his body had begun to reject the very air it breathed, a physiological revulsion so acute it felt like swallowing broken glass. The clock ticked with a...

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