The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The banquet hall of the Whitmore Institute for the Study of Respiratory Pathologies smelled of damp wool, burnt tallow, and the faint, metallic sweetness of ozone that always preceded a storm in the city of Oakhaven. It was a grand affair, intended to celebrate the recent acquisition of new pneumatic ventilators, yet the air hung heavy with a silence that felt less like reverence and more like...

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