The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain had been falling for three days, a steady, grey curtain that turned the world into a blur of mud and rusted iron, and it was only when the shadow passed over the kitchen window that I realized the silence had a weight to it, a physical heaviness that pressed against my temples. I am a man of simple habits, a carpenter by trade who knows the grain of oak and the temper of pine, but in...

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