The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The bell in the steeple of St. Jude’s did not ring to summon the faithful, but to mark the hours of the siege. It was a dull, bronze thud that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the villagers’ bones, a mechanical heartbeat for a community that had forgotten how to breathe on its own. In the center of the town square, beneath a sky the color of bruised slate, stood the Granary. It was not merely...

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