The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The glass was cold against Elara’s palm, a slab of polished obsidian that did not reflect the grey heath before her but instead showed the hollows of her own cheeks deepening with every step. She was thirty-two, a cartographer by trade and a wanderer by necessity, and she stood at the edge of the Pale Circus, a shifting border of mist and silence that had swallowed her brother’s life three...

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