The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The mud of the valley was thick as blood and just as cold, sucking at the boots of the two men who stood amidst the shattered remains of the barricade, their breath pluming in the thin, pale air of the dawn. There was no sound but the wet, rhythmic tearing of the earth as the tide of the enemy, a faceless grey swarm, surged forward over the ridge, and in the center of this maelstrom stood Sir...

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