The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You wake with the taste of iron and old blood in your mouth, a metallic tang that clings to the back of your throat like a secret you cannot keep. The dream has not yet fully receded; it lingers in the periphery of your vision, a gray mist that refuses to clear, leaving you suspended in a moment that feels both ancient and immediate. You are standing in the Hall of High Justice, a place that...

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