The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

The ledgers of the Municipal Archive smelled of damp limestone and the sweet, rotting sweetness of foxed paper, a scent that Elias Vane had come to associate with the slow erosion of his own mind. He sat at the heavy oak desk in the basement, the candlelight flickering against the stone walls, counting the hours until the banquet in the upper halls where Lord Ashworth would preside over the...

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