The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The wind at the edge of the tundra does not merely blow; it strips, peeling the warmth from your bones with a patience that feels almost sentient. You are Elias Thorne, forty-two years old, a border patrol agent with twenty years of service etched into the calluses on your hands and the gray threading your temples, and you are standing before the Pale Altar, a localized anomaly where the snow...

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