The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

Nune Stancev, thirty-two, a disgraced investigator with a limp that made his gait a broken rhythm, stood in the center of a suffocating banquet hall where the air hung heavy with the scent of burnt tallow and old wine. The estate was a cage of stone and silence, its walls pressing in as the magistrate and his superiors sat at the long table, their faces masked by a collective, smirking...

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