The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The bell tolled. It was a low, bronze sound that seemed to rise from the earth itself. I sat in the dark. The air was thick with the scent of damp stone and old blood. I was not alone. The walls were close. They pressed in on me. I felt their weight. It was a living weight. I breathed. My breath was shallow. It rattled in my chest. I was Elias Thorne. I had been a scholar. I was now a...

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