The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The mud was thick and cold, sucking at the boots of Sergeant Elias Thorne as he dragged his own weight forward, the taste of copper and wet earth filling his mouth until he could no longer distinguish the flavor of his own blood from the rotting vegetables of the harvest that lay scattered across the market square. He was not fighting for glory, nor for the banner of King or Church, but for the...

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