The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The ink on the ledger was wet, a dark, viscous smear that pulsed against the parchment like a bruise under skin. "You are looking at it as if it were a stain on a shirt, Elara, not a hemorrhage," Thomas said, his voice low and dry as the dust motes dancing in the shaft of pale light that cut through the central atrium of the Ministry of Memory. He did not look at the book; he looked at you, his...

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