The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Act I The railway division hummed with the low, grinding patience of iron, a sound that vibrated through the soles of boots and settled into the marrow of the parish. In the shadow of the chain locks that held the river in check, the county assessor’s office stood like a stone tooth in a gum of pine and silt, its windows dark with the dust of unfiled grievances. Vaino Elo, the municipal rat...

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