The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The cold does not merely enter the room; it resides there, settling into the marrow of your bones with a quiet, persistent insistence. You are sitting at the edge of the four-poster bed in the guest wing of Blackwood Manor, the air thick with the scent of dried lavender and ancient dust. Your hands are folded in your lap, the fingers trembling slightly, not from the chill, but from the weight...

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