The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The ink is alive, Elara said, her voice thin and brittle as the parchment she held, and it feeds on the certainty of the reader, which is why you must not read it, Silas, you must burn it before the words take root in your mind. I looked at her, at the way her hands trembled against the binding, a skin so pale it seemed translucent, and I felt the familiar, heavy weight of the city pressing...

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