The Altar
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  • Reads 573
  • Votes 29
  • Parts 12
  • Time 47m
Complete, First published Sep 14, 2022
In a mythical land where music and magic co-exist, you discover a cavern of sirens.

(A SONG-FIC, and a prequel to "The Four Headed Monster")

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WARNING: language, fantasy violence, occult themes & imagery
Disclaimer: I do not own The Beatles, their songs, their covers, or the solo work of its members. Nor do I think of them as sinisterly as they are depicted here.
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