The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The dream was not a place but a texture, a rough, fibrous grit against the skin of the mind, like the inside of a wool sock that had been worn until the weave was thin and the shape of the foot was permanently indented into the fabric. Thomas Vane woke with the taste of copper in his mouth, that metallic tang that often accompanied the fading of a nightmare, and he lay still for a long moment,...

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