The Creation Theory
This altar is to the moon goddess tsukuyomi. the other half of the altar is made of gold and ruby, one boggles at how such an abundance of the materials was found to be used in the construction.
Michael and Amanda, Chapter 26
While he stood at the altar, michael looked toward the other side of the altar and saw bertha karhu, wanda anaguma, and michelle tierboskat standing there in bridesmaid's dresses. as he looked at them, he heard a voice in his ear.
The Jackal's Strange Birthday
Or at least a facsimile of one, with ornate glass windows leading nowhere, and an altar behind a pair of pews.
A Treasure of Time 7
The lizard tried to figure out something that would save him, but then gave up, turning back to the altar. "i'll figure it out later." _sure you will._ "oh, shut up." the altar was, at least, interesting.
A Lesson in Desecration
The sudden explosion went off like a bomb, hitting her face and nearly knocking her off of the altar. she sputtered through it, half-drowning in the second shot.
To Serve The Light
The benches had been cleared out leaving just the altar. mother farra was waiting for them alone. behind her on the altar were a series of gleaming metal goblets.
Transformation CYOA
Their carvings are indistinguishable due to the thick growth upon them, but the altar which they frame seems virtually untouched.
Hypnovember Day 17 - Frozen
Figures cast shadows all through the chamber, angled towards a stage and an altar at the back.
Xasandra's Children - Awakening the Goddess
He opens one eye, panting, watching for any sign that the altar's magic has accepted his offering. the statue looks no different than before.
Well Rounded Plan
Streamers of milk flowed across the ritual altar as her growth tapered off, and her chest heaved with delight as she caught her breath.
A Lucario's Trainer
The altar began to lose its glow behind him, and the lucario began to laugh, just softly, peering down at his paws as the aura began to fade.
Of Skies and Storms; and the Rite of Open Blossoms
Wet, and shivering, but hardly cold, the vixen lay limp on the altar and gazed up at the heavens.