The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The letter sat on the desk, its seal unbroken, a heavy square of red wax that seemed to absorb the light from the gas lamp. Elias Thorne did not open it immediately; instead, he turned his attention to the glass vial in his hand, watching the pale, viscous liquid settle at the bottom, a color like skimmed milk or the white of an old eye. He was thirty-four years old, and his hands, usually...

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