The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You wake not to the light of a morning you have chosen, but to the grey, humming thrum of a room that exists outside the coordinate systems of the physical world, a space where the air is thick with the scent of ozone and old, drying ink, and the walls are not walls but the compressed, translucent layers of a million unspoken regrets, each one vibrating at a frequency that your bones can feel...

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