The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The stone dust hung in the air like a grey snow, settling on Thomas’s hands and settling into the cracks of his skin, a fine powder that coated the world in a monochrome of ruin. He stood amidst the shattered remains of his home, the great archway he had spent three years carving now broken into jagged teeth against the sky. Before him, the royal tax collector, a man named Aldous whom Thomas...

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