The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The left hand is the instrument of the soul, or so Master Aldous has always claimed, tapping the knuckles of my left hand with his own gnarled finger until the bone aches. It is the hand that holds the quill, the hand that feels the tremor in the ink before it hits the parchment, the hand that knows when the lie is about to slip out of the throat. For three years in the shadow of the Spire, in...

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