The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The wheat is dead, Silas. It is dead and the rain has not helped it. I write this by the light of a tallow stub that burns down to the wick, the smoke curling into the rafters where the mice have built their nests. My hands are shaking, not from the cold, though the cellar is damp and bites into the joints, but from the weight of what I have seen. The fields beyond our window are not merely...

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