The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

"Report." The voice came from the shadows. It was dry. It was old. It sounded like gravel shifting under a boot. I did not turn. I knew the shape of the dark. I knew the weight of the silence. "I am here, sir." "Are you?" "Yes, sir." The office was vast. It smelled of wet stone and ozone. Rain lashed against the high windows. The glass was thick. It was ancient. It had seen empires rise. It had...

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