The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The banquet hall of the Eternal Palace hummed with the low, electric thrum of thirty years of accumulated silence, a sound that Elias Vane had long mistaken for the voice of order itself. He sat at the head of the obsidian table, the Magistrate’s seal cold and heavy in his left hand, while in his right he gripped the Boundary Stone, a jagged shard of volcanic glass that pulsed with a faint,...

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