The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

Chapter One "Put it down before I break your hand, Sagal." The voice of High Inquisitor Belay carried the flat, bureaucratic weight of a decree, echoing off the stone walls of the chapel where the Pale Mirror hung. Sagal Haile, thirty years old and hollowed out by twelve years of vigilance, did not move. His hands, stained with the chemical residue of alchemical solvents, trembled not from fear...

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