The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You stand at the window of the attic room, watching the sleet hammer against the glass in a relentless, rhythmic assault that blurs the boundary between the safe, warm interior of the house and the chaotic, grey void of the street below, where the gas lamps flicker and die one by one as the wind howls through the narrow, cobblestone lanes of the city, and in your hands, you hold the shawl, that...

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