The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The dream does not begin with light, but with the smell of wet wool and the distant, rhythmic thud of a hammer striking iron. You are standing in a corridor that stretches impossibly far, the walls lined not with stone, but with the preserved skins of birds whose wings have been sutured into patterns of geometric perfection. You are wearing the grey robes of a scholar, though you cannot...

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