The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The dream did not arrive with the softness of a feather but with the weight of a collapsed cathedral, a crushing silence that swallowed the breath of Caelan Thorne, who stood not in the muddy trenches of the Somme nor in the rain-slicked alleys of London, but in a vast, impossible hall where the floor was made of polished obsidian and the walls were breathing membranes of pale, translucent...

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