The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The letter lies on the desk, its ink still wet, the official seal of the Wardens’ Guild pressed into the wax like a bruise. It is a denial. You read it three times, the parchment coarse against your thumb, the bureaucratic language dry and cold as the fog that presses against the windowpanes. Your son, Julian, twelve years old and innocent, remains in the central prison for a crime he did not...

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