The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The stone of the watchroom does not merely hold you; it holds you against your will. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, and you have spent twelve years breathing the damp, mineral scent of Oakhaven Precinct, counting the days until your pension clears. You want only that: the ledger, the truth, and the quiet safety of a retirement that will not end in a ditch. But Magistrate Vane has other...

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