The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The bread was stale. Maren held it up to the light. It was hard as stone, dry as the dust on the cobblestones outside. A simple loaf. Rye and salt. Nothing more. But to the Inquisitor, it was a weapon. To the crowd, it was a miracle. To Maren, it was just dinner. "You see," the Inquisitor said. His voice was soft. It was the voice of a man who had read every book in the city but believed in...

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