The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The iron plate on your chest is cold, colder than the night air that seeps through the canvas of the tent, and you hear the Ringmaster’s boots scuffing against the dirt before you see him emerge from the shadows of the prop storage. "You are out of time, soldier," he says, his voice flat and administrative, as if reading a ledger of unpaid debts. "The contract stipulates three years of service....

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