The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

In the dream, the pendulum does not swing left and right but spirals, a slow, hypnotic rotation that pulls the dust motes in the air into tight, golden vortices around your outstretched hand, and you wake with the taste of iron and old oil on your tongue, the familiar, grinding ache in your knuckles serving as the first harsh reminder that the winter solstice is only three days away. You are...

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