The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Rabia Abbasi looked back at the empty house from the doorway, the silence pressing against her eardrums like deep water, and remembered how the air had tasted of dust and old paper before she left. She had stood in the kitchen that morning, the phone on the counter ringing with its specific, hollow chime, a sound reserved only for debt collectors who knew her new address. The device had been...

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