The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The mud in the village square had turned to a thick, sucking paste under the weight of the soldiers’ boots. Sergeant Elias Thorne stood at the edge of the chaos, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, the leather grip slick with sweat and the fine, grey dust that coated everything in the town. He was there to kill a man. The order had come down from the garrison three days prior, a crisp...

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