The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The dust in the Archives of St. Jude’s did not settle; it hung in the air like a suspended breath, a fine, gray powder that coated the tongue with the taste of old paper and dry rot. Elias Thorne had been here for three days, and the dust was becoming part of him. He was a man of forty years, though his face held the hollowed look of someone who had not slept in a week. His hands, usually...

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