The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain against the windows of the Pale Altar Institute was not water, but a slow, viscous exhalation of the building’s own rot. You stood before the oak desk of Director Halloway, your hands trembling not from cold, but from the weight of the Black Ledger you carried. For twenty years, you had served this institution, believing you were the guardian of its truth, the archivist of its memory....

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