The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The house was dying. It did not collapse in a single, thunderous surrender, but rather exhaled its breath in long, agonizing shudders that rattled the windowpanes and sent dust drifting down from the ceiling like gray snow. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the grand hall, his hands trembling not from the cold, but from the sheer weight of the silence that had swallowed him. The air smelled...

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