The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The iron bit was bloody in Aldric’s mouth, and the taste of it was the taste of the world he had sworn to protect, a metallic tang that coated the tongue and settled in the throat like a heavy, wet stone. He rode not as a man, but as an instrument of war, his spine rigid against the saddle, his hands white-knuckled on the reins of a horse that was less a creature of flesh and bone than a...

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