The Distant Nightmare

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The hall smells of beeswax and old sweat. It is a suffocating perfume. You stand at the edge of the dance floor. The band plays a waltz. It is a clumsy, industrial rhythm. The town of Oakhaven has built a pavilion for the night. It is made of glass and iron. It is a crystal palace. It is a cage. You are a scholar. You study things that do not move. You study the history of the town’s...

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