The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The scale read twelve ounces, a number that had remained static for thirty years, yet Elara’s hands, red-rimmed and swollen at the knuckles, trembled so violently that the glass beaker rattled against the iron table, the sound a sharp, brittle crack in the damp silence of the cellar where the air tasted of wet stone and decay. She had spent three decades crushing the pale meridian root, a task...

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