The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The quill hangs suspended above the vellum, a black feather trembling in the cold draft that rattles the scriptorium’s leaded panes. You hold it between your thumb and forefinger, the bone handle slick with the sweat of your palms, while the smell of oak gall and iron filings hangs thick in the air. This is the *Codex Lumen*, the forbidden text you have spent three years stealing glances at,...

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