The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The bell tower of St. Jude’s stood against a sky the color of bruised iron. It was the only thing in the town that did not bow. It did not bend under the weight of the debt collectors’ carts. It did not flinch when the mud of the high street caked the soles of the boots. It simply stood. Cold stone. Grey silence. It watched the rain fall in steady, grey sheets. Thomas stood at the base. His...

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