The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain had not stopped for three days. It fell upon the town of Oakhaven with a persistent, gray indifference, slicking the cobblestones until they mirrored the low, bruised clouds above. In the center of the town square, where the market stalls usually bloomed with the sharp scent of apples and the damp wool of coats, there was only silence and the rhythmic dripping from the eaves of the old...

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