The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The kit bag was heavy, not with supplies, but with the weight of the last three years. Elias Thorne stood in the narrow hallway of his modest house, the zipper of the canvas bag stuck, and he tugged at it with a hand that refused to stop shaking. It was not the cold that made his fingers tremble, nor the early morning light filtering through the dusty blinds. It was the altar stone. The white...

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