The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The floorboards of the Whitmore & Sons Textile Mill did not creak; they groaned. It was a low, tectonic sound, a reminder that the building was older than the men who worked inside it, and perhaps older than the law itself. I stood at the edge of the loom room, my fingers stained with the indigo dye that had become a part of my skin, a second, darker dermis. The air was thick with the scent of...

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