The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The parchment was heavy in Elias Thorne’s hand, its weight a physical anchor against the trembling of his fingers. He stood in the antechamber of the High Court, the gilded air thick with a fog that did not belong to any season. It was the Pale Veil, a supernatural miasma that clung to the robes of the judges, suffocating the space with the visible residue of their deceptions. Elias wanted only...

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