The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The sword broke against the black stone, and the sound was not a ring but a scream, a high, thin shriek that echoed off the canyon walls and faded into the dry, choking dust. Caelen dropped the hilt. His hand was empty, trembling, the skin raw and white from the grip. He stood in the center of the chasm, a small, pale figure against the vast, indifferent sky, while the enemy did not strike. The...

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