The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The wax seal was the size of a man’s thumb, heavy as a stone, pressed deep into the parchment until the red wax cracked under the pressure of the courier’s thumb. You held it against your chest, where the leather of your cuirass had worn thin, and felt the heat of it seep through the wet wool of your shirt, a brand that did not burn but weighed, pulling your spine into a curve that matched the...

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