The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The fever had settled into the marrow of my bones three days before the first child in the village of Oakhaven began to cough up blood, a sound like wet gravel shifting in a dry riverbed. I am Elara, a physician who has wandered the lowland roads for twelve years, and I know the weight of a body when it begins to fail, yet I could not shake the tremor from my own hands as I ground the willow...

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