The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The glass chalice shattered again, the sound a sharp, crystalline scream that tore through the quiet of Elias Thorne’s sleep. He woke with his hands trembling, the phantom shards still tingling against his fingertips, the cold air of the bedroom biting at his skin. For twenty-five years, this dream had been his constant companion, a recurring fracture in the fabric of his mind that he had...

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