The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain had not stopped for three days, and the air in the archive smelled of wet wool and old paper, a scent that had seeped into the fibers of your coat so thoroughly that you could no longer distinguish where the building ended and your skin began. You stood before the oak door of Director Halloway’s office, the key to your own exclusion heavy in your pocket, and you thought of the letter...

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