The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The iron gate of Blackwood Asylum groaned shut behind Elias Thorne, sealing him in with the November rain and the smell of wet wool. He was forty years old, a warden who had served twenty-two years in the shadow of the stone walls, and his only desire was the pension that waited for him at the end of the winter. That promise depended entirely on the cure of Clara, a mute girl who had been...

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