The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain in the courtyard of St. Jude’s Asylum for the Chronically Insane did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a thick, grey curtain that smelled of wet stone and old copper, and Elias Thorne stood beneath it, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps that misted before he could catch them. He was forty-two years old, though he looked older, his face a map of deep, shadowed lines that...

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