The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The hall smelled of dust and old iron. Mara stood in the center of the main floor. The stone tiles were cold under her boots. She could feel the vibration of the building. It was a low hum. It went into her bones. The Grand Conclave was a place of stone and shadow. It had been built by kings who no longer walked. The walls were high. The windows were narrow slits. Light came in thin and gray....

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