The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The banquet hall was a cavern of suffocating gold, where the chandeliers wept light onto the polished mahogany floorboards with a solemnity that bordered on the religious, and I sat at the far end of the long table, my hands trembling not from the cold that seeped through the wool of my coat, but from the terrible, crushing weight of the silence that had settled over the room like a shroud of...

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