The Crystallization of the Dancer
The pressure had been building for three years, and Marcus Williams was the only one who could feel it. Not the pressure of the Boss's watchful silence, though that was part of it. Not the pressure of the blue pills dissolving on his tongue every morning and every night, though they were part of it too. The pressure he felt was something else entirely — an accumulation that had begun the moment...
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