The Pale Altar

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2026-08-20 08:47:03 -

The Pale Altar

The hall was warm. Too warm. The air smelled of roasted pork and old stone. Candlelight flickered on the walls. Shadows danced. They looked like rats. Or maybe wolves. It was hard to tell. Thomas sat at the head of the table. He was not a king. He was a man. A quiet man. He wore a grey tunic. It was worn at the elbows. His hands were large. They rested on the wood. They did not tremble. They...

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