The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The candle wax pooled on the oak desk, a slow, viscous river of gold that threatened to drown the scriptorium’s only light, and Brother Thomas dipped his quill with the trembling precision of a man who knew that a single slip of the hand could unmake the world. It was the year of our Lord 1342, and the air within the Abbey of St. Jude was thick with the smell of damp stone and the sharper,...

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