The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The dream had a specific smell, that of wet ash and old iron, and it always began with the heat pressing against Elias Thorne’s eyelids before he opened them in the cold dormitory of the Blackwood Ironworks. In the dream, a figure stood in the center of the great crucible, pale as the slag that floated on the molten surface, wearing a top hat that seemed to absorb the light rather than reflect...

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