The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The white stag’s blood is still warm against your hands, a slick, coppery weight that soaks through the wool of your coat and chills the skin beneath. You are Elias Thorne, thirty-two, a border warden for the Highland Corps, and you are kneeling in the mud of the high pass, clutching the pelt you have just stripped from the animal’s carcass. The mist rolls in off the moor, thick and grey,...

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