The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The ice broke at dawn. It did not shatter with a crack. It sighed. A low, groaning exhalation that traveled up through the soles of Elias’s boots and into his bones. The world beneath him, the frozen lake that had been his home for three months, was no longer solid. It was water again. Cold, dark, and indifferent. Elias stood on a patch of white that was shrinking. Around him, the air was sharp...

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