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A Dance with the Dead Chapter 16 Sarah sat on her knees, kneeling before the blazing warmth of the fire. Comfort was all around her, but it did little to ease her nerves. Even in the mansion’s Master Bedroom where everything was made simply to please the senses. The large fireplace was black Egyptian marble. The throne of pillows they gathered from the bed and ottoman were spun from Japanese silk and stuffed with clouds of goose down. Heavy draperies sculpted the room, a thick and spicy aroma filled the air and every inch of every surface called out for attention with immaculate handcrafted detail. Around the fireplace they had placed several large tomes, one on philosophy, one on science, one on art and one on religion. A bottle of wine and two glasses sparkled in the dancing firelight. And covering the floor where they sat was a massive rug made from the pristine white fur of a polar bear. The creature’s head was still attached, forever snarling and mourning its death.A Dance with the Dead Chapter 16 by Boxjelly1
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