The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The dust in the archives does not merely settle; it hangs, a suspended judgment, waiting for the breath of a living soul to disturb it. You are here because you must be here, though the why of it has grown as thin and translucent as the paper you hold in your trembling hands. The town of Oakhaven, or whatever it was called in the records before the ink faded, exists now only in the rigid...

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