The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The foreman’s spit hit the mud with a wet, distinct slap, landing three inches from Elias Thorne’s boot. "You think you can steal time from the company, you foreign thief?" the man bellowed, his face red and glistening with sweat in the late afternoon heat. Elias did not look up from the pocket watch he was trying to force open with a pair of tweezers so fine they seemed made of spider silk. He...

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