The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The rain had been falling in Oakhaven for three days, a grey, persistent drizzle that turned the cobblestones slick and the air thick with the smell of wet wool and old paper. You stood at your desk in the archive, the leather-bound volume known as the Heretic Ledger resting in your hands, its spine cracked and worn by decades of careful, secretive handling. You were forty-two, an archivist of...

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