The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The quill was heavy in Margaret’s hand, heavier than the vellum it was meant to score, a lead weight dragging the ink into the deep crevices of the parchment. She was thirty-two, an age where the joints begin to remember the damp, and she stood in the center of the Great Hall, the air thick with the smell of tallow and old dust, while the Chancellor watched her from the shadowed gallery above....

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