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Every so often, when the train stops in the misty twilight at its next destination, Celia takes a stroll up and down the nearby tracks to clear her head before her first performance of the night. The Circus will set itself up in her absence - no announcements will precede it. It will simply be there, when yesterday it was not…

…and sometimes, through the snowfall, you glimpse a shadowy form, walking some yards away from you. A gust of wind blows a flurry into your wind-chilled face, and you shake your hat, brushing snowflakes from your eyes…and the figure is gone, as if it was never there. You cannot tell if it was an illusion of snow and shadows, or the wanderer is merely hidden by the thickness of the blizzard. But it is cold, and icy out here. You would much rather retreat to your train car, for t...

A night at the Circus is sure to inspire any artist to attempt to record the beauties that surround them…of course, though, all renditions of the wondrous things they see always fall just slightly short. Nothing can compare to the Circus itself.

An elegant dancer, lacing up the gauzy ribbons of her pointe shoes. I wonder what spiraling, light-footed dance she will perform in her tent with its interior of solid black, all the better to set of the silvery pearl-white of her costume, and the...

On a moonless night, the Circus is crowned by another kind of globe - a sphere of twinkling star-like lights, shimmering like fireflies, balanced atop the very tip of the highest tent.