The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The ink was still wet on the page, a dark smear that looked like a bruise against the yellowed paper, when I dropped the ledger. It hit the floor with a heavy, dull thud that seemed to travel up through the soles of my boots and settle in my chest, a weight that was not quite mine. I bent to pick it up, my fingers trembling as they gripped the leather cover, and in the corner of my eye, in the...

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