The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The frost did not merely settle upon the iron lattice of the Grand Meridian Conservatory; it invaded it, weaving itself into the very breath of the glass until the entire structure seemed less like a building and more like a frozen lung, holding its breath for a century. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of wet earth and decaying leaves, a perfume that Elias Thorne, the chief botanist...

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