The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The fog did not roll in; it rose from the floor of the valley like a breath held too long, swallowing the jagged peaks of the Scottish Highlands until only the gray expanse remained. You stand at the edge of the precipice, your boots sinking into the wet, spongy turf, and you know with the bone-deep certainty of a man who has spent forty years in service that you are being watched. Not by eyes,...

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