The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The house stood at the end of the gravel drive like a broken tooth. It was a place of heavy stone and high ceilings, where the air tasted of dust and old decisions. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the Great Hall. He was a man of few words. His uniform was pressed. His spine was straight. He held a key in his hand. It was a small, brass thing. It was cold. It was heavy. It was the only thing...

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