The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

Silence was the currency of the Pale Order, and it was being spent. Chapter One Jing Tang sat in the damp corner of the manor’s lower hall, his hands resting on his knees, counting the seconds until the boots stopped. The stone walls wept a thin, cold film that smelled of iron and old blood. He was thirty years old, and he had served for ten. In that time, the shadows had taken his warmth, his...

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