The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The iron gate slammed shut behind Elias Thorne with a sound like a breaking bone. He did not turn to look. He could not. His back was against the cold stone of the cellar wall, and in his hands, he held the thing that had cost him his sanity. It was a chalice, but not of silver or gold. It was made of a pale, translucent material that looked like frozen breath, or perhaps compressed moonlight....

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