The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The letter lay on the kitchen table, its paper thin and soft with age, bearing the seal of Halloway Academy in a wax that had cracked along the edges. Arthur Vane held it in his left hand, the knuckles swollen and red from the cold, while his right hand rested on the edge of the table, pressing down to keep the page from lifting in the draft that whistled through the window frame. He read the...

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