The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The rain had not stopped in three days, a persistent, gray veil that turned the windows of the Ashworth estate into blurring mirrors of the dying garden outside. Inside the study, the air was thick with the scent of damp wool and the stale, metallic tang of old paper, a smell that clung to the back of Elias Ashworth’s throat like a persistent cough. He sat in the high-backed leather chair, his...

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