The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The sky over the valley of St. Jude’s did not merely darken but bruised, a deep, swollen purple that seemed to pulse with a slow, arterial rhythm, as if the atmosphere itself were a living thing in the throes of a catastrophic birth, and in the center of this churning void stood the Great Mill, its iron teeth churning not grain but the very air, sucking the breath from the lungs of the three...

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