The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The bells of St. Jude’s did not ring for the dead that evening; they rang for the feast. It was the Festival of the Pale Saint, a tradition so old it predated the city’s current charter, and the Great Hall was a cauldron of noise and heat. Tallow candles melted into sticky pools on the oak tables, their light catching the sweat on the brows of the guild masters and the merchants who had...

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