The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The great chandelier of the High Court did not hang from the ceiling so much as it floated in a void of suspended judgment, a constellation of crystal and gold that seemed to breathe with its own cold, mechanical life. It was a Tuesday, or perhaps a Thursday; the days in the Citadel had lost their names long ago, reduced to mere intervals between the summonses. Here, in the vaulted silence of...

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