The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The soot from the chimneys did not merely settle upon the streets of Ashworth; it inhabited them, a grey powder that tasted of coal and old rain, coating the tongue with a gritty reminder that the world was slowly burning itself out to fuel the progress of the few. Thomas Bradshaw stood in the center of the intersection, his boots sinking into the sludge, and felt the weight of the centuries...

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