The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The roof comes down. Not with a crash. With a sigh. You are standing in the hall. The dust is thick. It coats your tongue. You taste iron. You taste old wood. The chandelier hangs by one wire. It sways. A slow, drunken pendulum. "Run," you say. Your voice is small. A mouse in the walls. "Where?" Eleanor is there. She holds the doorframe. Her face is pale. Not from fear. From the light. The...

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