The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The rain hits the windowpane with a rhythm that feels less like weather and more like a drumroll for an execution you didn’t know you were part of. You are sitting in the corner of the study, your uniform pressed flat against your chest, the brass buttons catching the dim light of the gas lamp like small, cold eyes. Your hands are folded in your lap, fingers interlaced so tightly that the...

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