The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The letter lay on the kitchen table, its edges curling slightly in the dry air of the October afternoon, the municipal seal pressed into the corner like a bruise that refused to fade. Elara read it twice, the ink smearing slightly under her thumb, the words promising a "strategic redevelopment" of the Botanical Garden, a site she had walked every morning for the last twelve years. She did not...

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