The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The elm tree in the center of the courtyard did not die. It stood with a patience that seemed to mock the frantic decay of the estate around it, its bark pale and smooth as the skin of a corpse, its leaves a persistent, defiant green. To twelve-year-old Arthur, it was not a tree. It was a witness. It was the only thing in the house that had not changed its mind, not once, during the long, grey...

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