The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

You stand at the threshold of the great hall, where the air is thick with the scent of damp wool and old stone, and you feel the weight of your own hands, those instruments of labor and thought, resting heavily against the rough fabric of your tunic, a tactile reminder of the body that houses the mind which has spent the last decade dissecting the very nature of good and evil in the cold,...

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