


On moonlit nights, within this great fair, a carousal awaits. An audience of shadows, rocking in merriment to the greatest show, oh, perhaps the greatest ever been told. Dancers, perfumed in milk and honey. Lyons, roaring like the orchestral pit. And the ringmaster, with his most alluring smile... I, too, wish to stand upon his stage.

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