The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The fog does not lift. It thickens. You wake in the narrow bed of the attic room, the air tasting of dust and old wool. You are in the house. You have always been in the house. Or so you tell yourself, brushing the sleep from your eyes, your hands trembling with a chill that has nothing to do with the temperature. You are an exile. Not of country, though the landscape outside the window is...

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