The Midnight Arcanum.A place of mystery.The circus that only ran after nightfall.There were only ever a small handful of members at this particular circus.A contortionist,two acrobats,a fortune teller,a clown and a ringmaster.
Either way,it was still very popular.People flocked to see the wonders that went on inside.The ringmaster made lions jump through hoops,the acrobats were wonders on the trapeze,the contortionist made people gasp in pure amazement,the fortune teller caused people to gasp in pure surprise and the clown made people laugh with pure joy.
The ringmaster was always a mysterious woman.Pale with grey eyes that peirced your soul and dark hair that hung in ringlets.She was confident during circus hours and her voice rung out through the tent sending shivers running through your very soul.Some say they saw her talking to her dark eyed version of herself in the mirror of her trailer.Some say she isn't human.But the mystery will forever remain a mystery.
For this story is not about the ringmaster.Not at all.
This story is about a teen girl.
A curious teen girl.
A curious teen girl with the name of...
Avery Hart
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Circus of the Midnight Hour
AbenteuerIf you go down to the woods today you better go in disguise...~ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Come one,Come all to the Midnight Arcanum. One clown. One Fortune Teller. One Contortionist Two Acr...
