It just so happened that the carnival was in town. Bright lights for all to
see, a guiding light of fantasy in the night. The neon smear on the sky
could never be mistaken for anything but a circus. Those who followed their
inner child to the wonderous place noticed many things. The grass seemed
greener, the shadows seemed deeper. The candy was sweeter and the magic felt
real all around. With such wonders to behold, no one noticed the small
imperfections of the place... Where were the wires to power the great sea of
lights? Where were the lines of greasepaint on the faces of the performers?
Like children with old saint nick they turned their blind eyes in favour of
more beautiful things. Turning to one night of revelry, and letting go of
your fears. No one could leave the fairgrounds with a bad experience that
night... Except for perhaps the small feeling of loss from knowing that no
high will be the same. No feeling would compare.

They said that Cirque du Sacchrine had no rival, that it was nothing you'd
ever seen before. Or quite possibly ever again.

They were very, very correct.
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