The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The ledger was heavy, its spine cracked like a dry riverbed, and Elias Thorne’s fingers trembled against the leather binding. He had wanted only the pension, the quiet dignity of thirty years’ service, a final audit of the Royal Menagerie’s accounts before the building was condemned. Instead, his hand had slipped into a hollow behind the final page, brushing against paper that felt wrong, too...

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