The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The banquet hall was a mouth, wide and white, swallowing the light of the high noon sun. It stood at the end of a long, dusty track that cut through the heath, a structure of pale stone that seemed to grow out of the earth rather than sit upon it. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted lamb and old beeswax, and the noise was a low, constant hum, like the buzzing of a hive in...

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