The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The hand trembled. Elias watched it. It was his left hand. It hung by his side, pale as bone, stiff as oak. He had come from the sea. He had come from the dark water that took his father. He had come to this town of stone and mist. He sought a cure. He sought a mirror. The town was old. The stones were wet. The air smelled of rot and rain. Elias walked alone. His boots clicked on the...

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