The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

"Your lungs are a sieve, Elena. The dust of the estero gets in, and the life gets out." Jose Lim held the glass vial up to the weak afternoon light filtering through the maintenance airlock. The liquid inside was not clear, nor was it dark. It was a pale, opaque mercury, a color that seemed to exist only in the peripheral vision of a welder staring too long into an arc. In the soot-choked town...

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