The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The ledger is a forgery, Vane said, his voice flat and dry as the dust motes dancing in the single beam of sunlight that pierced the archive’s gloom. He did not look at me. He looked at the window, where the fog pressed against the glass like a wet, gray hand. I held the book against my ribs, feeling the cold leather and the strange, faint warmth of the line that ran through the pages. It was...

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