The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The bell in the tower does not ring. It chokes. You know this because you have been waiting for it for three days, your back pressed against the cold stone of the sanctuary, your hands bound by ropes that feel less like hemp and more like veins of the earth itself. The air tastes of copper and old incense. It is thick. It clings to your tongue. You are Thomas Bradshaw. You are a scribe. You are...

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