The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The stone is cold. You press your palm against it. It holds the shape of your hand. You are in the chapel. The light is grey. It comes through the high windows. It feels like dust. You are small. You are seven years old. You are not supposed to be here. You are supposed to be with Margaret. Margaret is waiting at the gate. She is wearing blue. Her hair is wet. It clings to her neck. She looks...

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