The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The bone was in the drawer. It lay beside a silver key and a folded map. The map was old. The key was cold. The bone was white. It was a metacarpal. The first one. From the left hand. Thomas sat on the edge of the bed. The room was grey. The light came from a high window. It cut the dust in the air. He looked at his hands. They were steady. They were old. The skin was loose. The veins were...

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