The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The clock on the wall of the solitary unit ticks with a mechanical indifference that feels, to your aching left arm, like a slow, rhythmic beating of a heart that isn’t yours. You have counted the minutes for twenty-two years, a professional habit born of boredom and duty, but today the count feels heavy, each second a stone added to a pile that is quickly becoming a tomb. You are Elias Thorne,...

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