The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The parchment lay on the oak table, its edges curling slightly in the damp air of the scriptorium, bearing the Abbot’s seal in red wax and the stark, bureaucratic ink of a command that felt heavier than the stone walls surrounding them. Brother Elias read the lines twice, his fingers trembling against the rough, fibrous surface, the words *heretical idol* and *immediate removal* blurring before...

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