The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The mirror was cold. It hung in the hallway. A tall, narrow thing. Glass dark as a pond. It had been there since the house was built. One hundred and twelve years. The wood frame was mahogany. Polished to a dull sheen. Dust lay in the corners. Thin white lines. Elias looked up. He saw his face. Pale. Thin. The skin around his eyes was loose. He looked older than thirty. He was thirty-two. He...

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