The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The feast hall of the Iron Spire hummed with a low, rhythmic thrum, the vibration rising from the stone floor and settling deep in your bones, a subsonic pulse that seemed to beat in time with the heavy, iron-banded hearts of the Guild masters who sat in the long, shadowed gallery. You were there, small and stiff-backed, a boy of twelve winters who had learned to make himself invisible in the...

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