The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain did not fall so much as it descended, a heavy, grey curtain that erased the horizon and turned the muddy track into a river of sludge where the mud sucked at the boots of anyone foolish enough to walk it, and it was into this damp, suffocating twilight that Elias Thorne walked, his pack heavy with the weight of his own insignificance and his coat thin against the biting chill that...

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