The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The candle flame in the scriptorium of the Abbey of St. Jude did not so much burn as it shivered, a nervous, yellow eye in the damp dark, casting long, trembling shadows that seemed to breathe against the stone walls. Brother Thomas, thirty years old and gaunt as a winter branch, hunched over the vellum, his quill scratching a rhythm that felt less like writing and more like the scratching of a...

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