The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The ledger of the Imperial Botanical Society was a thing of cold arithmetic, counting the hours of decay in the glass jars like coins in a miser’s purse, and Elias Thorne, at fifty-two, had spent the last decade trying to prove that he was not yet among the dead. He stood in the high, dusty archive, the air thick with the scent of dried lichen and old paper, his fingers tracing the spines of...

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