The Pale Altar

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2026-08-19 17:48:35 -

The Pale Altar

The stone did not bleed, nor did it weep; it simply stood, immutable and cold, in the center of the square where the shadows of the weeping willows stretched long and thin like the fingers of the dead. I walked the perimeter of the precinct for the fourth time that evening, my boots finding the same familiar cracks in the cobblestones, the same unevenness in the paving that seemed to mock the...

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