The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The transfer order is on the desk, stamped in red ink, waiting for your signature. "Friday, Elias. That’s the day. The board meets at nine." You look at Mara Vane. She is standing in the doorway of the administrative wing, her uniform pressed tight against a frame that has lost some of its softness in the last month. The light from the hallway is harsh, fluorescent, buzzing at a frequency that...

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