The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The snow does not fall here; it is pressed down by the weight of the smoke that chokes the valley floor. You sit in the watchtower, the silence a physical thing against your eardrums, listening to the wind rattle the iron shutters. Your name is Elias Thorne, and you are forty-two years old, a warden in the industrial wasteland of the Blackwood Range. You want to save Clara. She has been wasting...

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