The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

The white stone altar stood in the center of a desert that had no horizon, its surface unblemished by sand or wind, and Elias Thorne woke with the taste of dry dust in his mouth and the specific, crushing weight of his mortgage in his chest. He was thirty-four, a border patrol officer with twelve years of service, and the only thing standing between his family and eviction was the promotion to...

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