The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended grey mist that settled into the pores of the stone and the skin of the men who walked the perimeter of the old municipal hall, a building that had once stood as the civic heart of the city but now lay in a state of slow, dignified decay, its white plaster peeling in long, sickly strips that curled back like the dried skin of a corpse,...

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