The Pale Meridian

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The Pale Meridian

The letter lay flat on the scarred oak desk, its corners curling slightly where the radiator’s heat had dried the paper, and you held it with hands that had spent fifteen years sorting other people’s lives into neat, labeled files. The envelope was heavy, thick stock, the kind the Ministry used for formal notifications, and when you broke the seal, the scent of old ink and cold dust rose from...

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