The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The hammer fell not with the weight of iron, but with the velocity of a truth long denied, striking the center of the porcelain plate in Margaret’s hands with a force that shattered the ceramic into a thousand jagged, silent screams. The sound was not a crash, but a crack, a splitting of the air itself, as if the fabric of the afternoon had been torn by a careless god. She did not flinch. She...

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