The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Chapter One The smell of damp wool and old ink preceded the sight of the shelves, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of Dimitra Doukas’s throat as she stood in the narrow corridor of the archive, her fingers tracing the rough grain of the wooden banister. She had woken again with the image of the pale figure in her mind, a shapeless smear of chalk-white light that seemed to pulse in...

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