The Pale Dance

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The Pale Dance

Chapter One Could you really save a man who was already dead? Maire Mahoney asked the question to the grinding stone, her hands slick with the green slurry of hemlock, the friction warming the damp air of the galley where the salt had eaten into every surface until the wood groaned under the weight of the brine. She was twenty-four, her knuckles swollen from the cold that seeped through the...

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