The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The morning light entered the high, vaulted chamber of the Ministry of Internal Affairs not as a benediction, but as a cold, surgical beam, cutting through the dust motes that hung suspended in the stale air. Elias Thorne sat alone at the head of the long mahogany table, his hands resting flat upon the polished wood, fingers splayed in a gesture that was less of a rest than a containment....

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