#marligone

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or was it something about obscure horticultural terms?

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A place where I belonged Where I first held the hand Of the one I loved When the circus came to town

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I saw these mugs on instagram and thought they were cute

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fun fact they’re married

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broadcasting live across the island of piffling 

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After The Spotlight Fades // [AO3] (link in reblog) 

Chapters: 30 // Word Count: 50,126

Part 1 of Of Ringmistresses & Remains series

 “I think about dying but I don’t want to die.” Antigone said. “My problem is the opposite. I want to live, and escape. I feel as though I am trapped here, there’s so much to see and to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all.” She sat up, gesturing towards the sea. “I’m still here in this existence and I cannot quite figure out how to get out of it.” 

The ringmistress gazed at Antigone as she stared off in front of her, eyes trained on the dark ocean, the moon reflecting silvery slivers upon it. 

“I spent so much of my time believing I would take this secret to my grave,” she murmured, pressing a hand to her chest. “I didn’t realize how gracious it is to let myself live.” 

Silence fell over them. Antigone narrowed her eyes, hunching her shoulders. She felt as though she had ruined their moment with her rambling. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” Marlene brushed her hand against Antigone’s cheek . “I find you endlessly fascinating.” 

Summary:  When another tragic death strikes the Piffling Traveling Circus, Marlene once again finds herself in Funn Funerals. Although only there for business, her reappearance in Antigone's life sets off everything she had been trying to repress since her overly dramatic confession at the theater. Moment by moment she finds herself drawn to the ringmistress and can no longer hide away in the shadows of her mortuary, no matter how dearly she once desired to do so.

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In the spotlight

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