The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The wind in the valley does not howl; it hums. It is a low, resonant drone that vibrates in the teeth and settles in the marrow, a sound that has been there since before my father’s father drew breath. I am alone in the study, the fire low, the embers glowing with a dull, persistent heat that matches the color of the old maps spread across the desk. I am a scholar of things that do not exist,...

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