The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The dream began not with an image, but with a sound, a low, resonant hum that seemed to vibrate in the marrow of the bones, a frequency that preceded the waking world and refused to be extinguished by the simple act of opening one’s eyes. In the half-light of the attic room, where the dust motes danced in suspended amber shafts of early morning sun, Elara sat on the edge of the narrow bed, her...

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