The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The silver locket weighed four ounces, exactly the same as the lead weights Elias used to balance the scales in the archive before the fire. He held it in his palm, feeling the cold metal bite into the skin, a chill that had nothing to do with the November wind rattling the loose shingles of his cottage. He had counted the steps to the town hall forty times in his head, a ritual to keep the...

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