The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The thorn was buried deep in the lion’s pad, a sliver of bone-white wood that had festered for three days until the flesh around it turned black and sweet-smelling. Elias Thorne did not ask for permission; he simply knelt on the cold stone of the royal menagerie, his knees cracking against the damp, and began to work. The High Steward, Lord Pemberton, stood ten feet away, his hands clasped...

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