The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The grain lines of the plain stretched out under a sky wide as sea, a flat expanse of fen country where the wet snow fell heavy enough to weigh down the thatch of the customs sheds, and in the sealed interior of the king’s granary, Sabri Kurt stood before the pile of confiscated cloth, his hands trembling not from the damp cold that seeped through his tunic but from the terrifying clarity of...

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