The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The rain had not stopped for three days, turning the glass towers of the metropolis into weeping monoliths that reflected the gala’s chandeliers in fractured, trembling lines. Elias Thorne stood at the center of the ballroom, his structural engineer’s eye cataloging the stress fractures in the room’s architecture, the way the load-bearing columns of the building groaned under the weight of the...

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