The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You stand in the hall. The house is quiet. It has always been quiet here. The walls breathe. They do not move. They simply hold their breath. You are not human. You know this. You have known it since the fire. Since the smoke curled into your lungs and changed the taste of the air. You are a wraith. A thing of shadow and old stone. But you wear a coat. It is a heavy thing. Wool. Dark blue. It...

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