The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The rain had been falling for three days. It washed the dust from the cobblestones of the old town, turning the streets into dark mirrors that reflected nothing but the gray sky. I stood by the window of my small room, watching the water drip from the eaves. Each drop fell with a heavy, final thud. I counted them. One. Two. Three. The rhythm was slow, like a heartbeat slowing down before the...

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