The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The dream began with the sound of shattering glass, a high, crystalline shriek that cut through the gray static of sleep. In the dream, Elias Thorne was standing in a field of white poppies, the flowers trembling in a wind that had no source. He looked down at his hands and saw they were made of the same brittle, translucent material as the petals. He tried to flex his fingers, but they...

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