The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The horse’s hooves struck the cobblestones of Oakhaven, but the sound was muffled, as if the air itself had thickened into a solid medium. Elias Thorne sat in the saddle, his spine rigid, his eyes scanning the gray facades of the industrial town. He was forty years old, a constable of the county, and he had ridden for three days to find the truth behind his brother’s death. The fog was already...

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