The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The tincture was too dark, Elara thought, watching the liquid swirl in the glass vial as it caught the grey light of the morning. It looked less like a remedy and more like a bruise, a deep, spreading injury against the pale wood of the workbench. She uncorked the bottle of distilled willow bark, the smell sharp and medicinal, cutting through the stale air of the infirmary. Outside, the wind...

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