The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The envelope was cream-colored, unsealed, and sat on the desk like a small, pale wound. Elias Thorne, forty-two, an archivist with the kind of face that seemed permanently etched by the fluorescent hum of the municipal records office, picked it up. The paper felt dry and brittle, the texture of something that had been kept in a dark place for a long time. He was alone in his suburban study, the...

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