The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The orchid in the center of the room did not belong to the season, nor did it quite belong to the world of the living, yet it bloomed with a ferocity that seemed to draw the very light from the air, leaving the surrounding chandeliers dim and trembling. Dr. Elias Thorne stood before it, his fingers hovering inches from the waxy, pale petals, feeling a vibration in the air that was less a sound...

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