The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The petition was rejected because the line must hold. It was a simple sentence, printed on the heavy, cream-colored paper of the Iron Guard, and it sat on Colonel Vane’s desk like a stone in a shoe. Elias Thorne stood in the doorway, his hands clasped behind his back, feeling the familiar ache in his knuckles that had become his constant companion over the last six months. He was thirty-two...

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