The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Act I Guomin Luo hauled the heavy oak case up the ninety-six of the Amber Stair, his knees screaming against the damp wood. The wind outside the temple infirmary whistled through the broken eaves, a sound like a woman weeping for a child she had lost. He was forty years old, and his hands shook as he set the case down on the stone floor of the freezer room, the air there heavy with rotting fish...

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