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    What the Circus Taught Me
    What the Circus Taught Me
    What the Circus Taught Me
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    What the Circus Taught Me

    By Natasha Weber

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    She made her choice, and it ruined our relationship. I was stuck with her, however, because I was blind and I needed her resources. I went from a grand warrior to a blind man. It was more than that she just had the resources to look after me, however much I might deny it. We had a bond. A tenuous bond that was being tested and shaken by a creature cloaked in black who haunted our every step.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNatasha Weber
    Release dateMay 20, 2017
    ISBN9781370124107
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      What the Circus Taught Me - Natasha Weber

      What the Circus Taught Me

      I sat in silence in the back of the horse cart.

      I was apart of a travelling group of circus freaks. In the Land of Dru, people with physical defects often belonged nowhere, and had nowhere to go. Our circus was for any freaks willing to join. Including freaks with missing limbs, freaks who were considered eccentric and irrational, and even blind freaks like myself. I spent many a day sitting in the back of a moving horse-drawn cart. My wife, Mirj, attended to most of my needs. She gave me food and water and a place to stay.

      We’re arriving at the Burning Hall later in the day. Are you ready to dance? My wife asked.

      I said nothing. Truth be told, I was still incredibly angry at her and I could barely convince myself not to hate her.

      She sighed. How long are you going to be angry…?

      Mirj was known for being cruel and having a flat affect. I wish I had known that about her when I first met her. I felt the cart dip and heard it creak as she climbed into the cart next to me and the horse slowed to a halt. I felt her touch my arm and I flinched a little. I never could see her face, much less anyone else’s, but I heard she was actually a very ugly woman. At the moment, I liked to believe that was true. Just leave me alone.

      There was silence, and I imagined that she bristled and made a face. Might I remind you who saved you from the side of the road? Nobody else would’ve hired you. A blind Elf is worthless; even for doing menial jobs.

      I said nothing. I couldn't believe how cruel she was being, but that was just the way she was when she was under verbal attack.

      Mirj was a human, and lived a rich human’s life. She could see the future with perfect clarity and made a fortune off not only the ridiculous amounts she charged for her accurate fortune-telling, but also

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