The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You are standing in a place that does not appear on any map you have ever consulted, though the coordinates in your head feel as familiar as the groove of a key in a lock. The air is thick, tasting of wet stone and old iron, and the light is the color of bruised plums, hovering just above the horizon line of a forest that seems to have no edge. You are not young. You know this because the...

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