The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

March 14, 2024. The ink on page forty-two is blacker than it was this morning. It pools in the valleys of the parchment, a wet, visceral dark that seems to breathe against the dry, brittle fiber. I have been staring at it for an hour. My hand, the one that holds the fountain pen, is a traitor. It trembles with a fine, persistent vibration that I can no longer hide behind the steadiness of my...

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