The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

I remember the taste of iron and the scent of burnt canvas, a mingling that had become as familiar to my palate as the dry rations we were issued during the long, silent marches through the gray expanses of the Wandering Lands, a place that did not exist on any map I had studied in the academies of the Old World, yet which pressed against my consciousness with a physical weight, a heaviness...

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