The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The sky fell at noon. It did not crack. It simply dropped, a heavy gray slab of cloud that touched the pavement of 4th Street and stayed there. The air went still. The birds vanished. We were standing in the lobby of the municipal records office. I was holding a file. It was thin. It was white. I looked at it. I looked at the sky. "You see that?" I asked. My colleague, David, looked up. He did...

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