The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

You hold the brush. It is thin. The bristles are splayed. You know the wear. You know the time. The room is white. The light is cold. The air is still. You breathe. It is hard. Your lungs ache. The cough comes. You swallow it down. You must not break. Not now. "Is it ready?" The voice is low. It is smooth. It is the voice of the Director. He stands by the door. He does not enter. He waits. "It...

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