The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The boiler in the basement of the Whitmore & Sons Foundry had always been a temperamental beast, a lung of cast iron that breathed out the smell of sulfur and old rust. I remember the day it finally gave up the ghost, a sound like a giant snapping a bone, followed by a silence so profound it seemed to suck the air from the room. We were in the twilight of the Victorian era, that strange liminal...

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