The Pale Circus
The departure from the Iron Coast was not a triumph but a severance, a quiet amputation of the self from the machinery of the state that had carved him into shape with the steady, indifferent hand of law and order, and as the steamship *Aethelgard* cut its white furrow through the grey, churning waters of the North Sea, Captain Elias Thorne stood at the stern rail, watching the rigid silhouette...
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