The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain did not fall so much as it seeped, a cold, persistent mist that clung to the stone walls of the St. Jude’s Archive like a second skin. It was a place where time did not move forward but pooled, stagnant and heavy, in the corners of the reading room. Silas Vane sat at his usual desk, a scarred oak slab that had been sanded and re-oiled by generations of hands that were no longer there....

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