The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Fourteen hours. That is how long you have been holding the lead cames, your fingers black with putty and the cold seeping through the wool of your gloves. The Blackwood Manor chapel is not silent; it hums, a low, tectonic vibration that settles in the teeth, and beneath that hum, the wind whistles through the broken mullions of the east window, a sound like a child crying for a mother who has...

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