The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The bell in the tower did not ring; it groaned, a low, tectonic shudder that traveled down through the stone floor and into the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots, vibrating up through his shinbones and settling in the marrow of his chest like a second, heavier heart. He stood in the center of the atrium, a space so vast and cavernous that the light filtering through the high, grimy windows seemed...

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