The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The banquet hall of the Institute for Civic Preservation smelled of roasted quail, old stone, and the particular, metallic scent of ozone that preceded a storm, a smell that Professor Elias Thorne had come to associate with the impending unraveling of his own composure. He stood near the center of the room, a tall, gaunt figure in a suit that had been tailored for a man with more flesh on his...

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