The Pale Circus

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The Pale Circus

The order was written in ink that smelled of wet iron and old rain. You read it three times, your thumb tracing the jagged letters until the paper felt thin, like skin stretched over a bone. It was a warrant, signed by the High Warden, commanding you, Silas, to cross the Pale Gate and retrieve the soul of Elara Vane, your wife, who had been missing for three days. The paper crinkled in your...

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