The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The file was thick. It smelled of ozone and old paper. Elias sat in the high chair. The leather creaked. He did not move. "State your name," the Director said. "Thomas." "Full name." "Thomas Vane." "Species?" The question hung in the air. Heavy. Wet. "Human," Thomas said. His voice was flat. Dry. The Director leaned forward. He tapped the desk. A rhythmic click. Click. Click. Click. "Your file...

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