The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The carriage rattled over the cobblestones, a rhythmic clatter that seemed to vibrate in the teeth of Arthur Penhaligon. He sat upright, his spine rigid against the velvet upholstery, clutching a leather satchel that felt heavier than its contents warranted. Outside the glass, the industrial sprawl of Blackwood City blurred into a smear of grey smoke and brick, the skyline choked by the exhaust...

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