The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The sky falls. It is not a metaphor. The ceiling of the bunker splits. Concrete dust chokes the air. You are sitting in a chair. Your back is against the cold steel wall. The light dies. Then it comes back. A single, buzzing fluorescent tube hangs by a wire. It swings. It hits your face. You do not flinch. You are Major Elias Thorne. You are forty-two years old. Your uniform is pressed. Your...

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