The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The bell tower of St. Jude’s did not ring; it screamed. It was a sound like tearing metal, a shriek that scraped across the slate roofs of the city and settled into the bones of the men below. Sergeant Thomas Bradshaw stood in the courtyard, his hand resting on the pommel of his sword. He did not draw it. He had learned, in the long years of service to the Magistrate, that drawing steel was a...

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