The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The ink on the ledger page was still wet, glistening like a fresh wound in the lamplight, when the door of the counting house swung open with a violence that seemed to shatter the very air of the room. Elias Thorne did not look up from the column of numbers he was balancing. He knew the weight of the footsteps before he saw the silhouette of the man who entered. It was a heavy, dragging gait,...

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