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Prologue - A Dancer Dies Twice

A short excerpt from my book - 'A Dancer Dies Twice'

Regret kicks a sickening blow, and full of remorse, I reach out with both arms, but I’m bereft of the softness of her long hair, the way her body should mould against my chest, and she fades away, dispersing into a cloud of mist, and is gone.

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