The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The needle slipped, not from Elara’s trembling hand, but from the fabric’s own sudden, violent shudder. It was a tear no wider than a hair, yet it bled a thick, viscous fluid that smelled of iron and old rot, staining the pristine white marble of the King’s antechamber. Elara did not scream. She was a seamstress, a creature of thread and tension, and her first instinct was to stitch, to hide...

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