The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain has been falling for three days, a cold, industrial sheet that blurs the distinction between the cobblestones of the courtyard and the wet slate of the roof above, creating a world where you are suspended in a grey, liquid purgatory, and the only thing that remains solid, the only thing that holds the shape of your past life, is the silver brooch pinned to the collar of your uniform, a...

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