The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The building was a tooth in the gum of the city. It stood on the corner of 5th and Main, a brutalist slab of gray concrete that had not seen sunlight in years. It was the Department of Civic Harmony. Inside, the air was thin and smelled of ozone and old paper. Margaret Holloway sat in her office. It was a small room. The walls were white. The desk was wood. She was an Elder. She was the highest...

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