The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The sky cracked open. You felt it before you saw it, a tearing sensation in the chest, as if the ribs had been pried apart by invisible hands. Then the light came. It was not white. It was the color of old bone, of dried blood, of the space between stars. You were in the field. You were always in the field, though the grass here did not bend with the wind. It stood rigid, like steel wire. The...

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