The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The ink did not dry; it bled, seeping into the grain of the oak table with a wet, arterial slowness that marked the lie I had just committed. I was Elias Thorne, a scribe of forty-two years, and I was lying to the house, and the house knew it, as it knew the name of my dead wife, Martha, which whispered from the plaster like a damp breath. I needed to finish this final volume of the Blackwood...

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