The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

In the dream, which was indistinguishable from the waking world save for the way the light fell, too thick and too yellow, like spilled honey, Sergeant Elias Thorne stood before the altar of his own body, which had become a garment of such intricate and terrible weaving that he could no longer tell where the flesh ended and the thread began, a garment stitched with the sinew of men he had...

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