The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The orchard is not dead. You must understand this first, before the fog thickens and the iron gates of the world beyond begin to rust shut. The orchard is not dead. It is waiting. You stand at the edge of the row, your boots sinking into the loam that smells of wet stone and old blood, and you look at the trees. They are pale. Not white, not green, but a sickly, translucent gray, as if the...

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