The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The air in the grand hall of the Hotel Veridian did not smell of wine or wax, but of a thick, cloying sweetness that hung in the stagnant air like a physical weight, a heavy veil of vanilla and decay that coated the backs of throats and settled into the pores of the skin. It was a banquet of such grotesque abundance that the silver platters groaned under the sheer mass of roasted geese, glazed...

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