The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

You are standing in the center of the archive, the air thick with the scent of decaying paper and the metallic tang of old dust, and you realize that you are not awake, or perhaps you never truly were, because the silence here is so absolute it has weight, pressing against your eardrums like deep water, and you are wearing the coat. It is the charcoal wool coat that you wore every day for...

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