The Carnival of Hollow Echoes
The ruins of the Carnival of Wonders sat like a bleached skeleton in the heart of the Mississippi Delta, surrounded by cotton fields that had long since turned to grey dust. The air here didn't move; it stagnated, tasting of ozone and old popcorn. In the center of the decay stood the Hall of Mirrors, a jagged structure of cracked glass and rotting timber that the locals avoided as if it were a...
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