The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The rain in Oakhaven did not wash things clean; it only made the mud slicker and the smell of the tanneries more pungent, a sharp, acidic stench that Elias Thorne had learned to tolerate during his three years as a scholar at St. Jude’s but could no longer ignore as he clutched the leather satchel against his chest. Inside the satchel, wrapped in oilskin and velvet, lay the vial of Pale Dust, a...

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