The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The mud on your boots is thick and black. It smells of iron and old rain. You walk. You walk until the gates of Ashwood rise before you. They are high. They are white. They are clean. You carry the ledger. It is heavy. It is bound in leather that has cracked with age. Inside, the numbers are wrong. You have checked them three times. You have checked them in the candlelight of your small room....

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