The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The air in the Great Hall of the Whitmore estate was thick with the scent of roasted pheasant and the metallic tang of cold champagne, a juxtaposition that Eleanor Whitmore had come to associate with the specific frequency of her own unraveling. It was a Tuesday in November, and the chandeliers, heavy with crystal that had not been dusted in three years, cast a fractured light over the faces of...

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