You don't know exactly when and you don't even know exactly how, but you have been given a letter with a job offer. Whether you've had the niggling sense that you should move on in the back of your mind, or if it's just the usual wanderlust calling ever more seductively, the proposal written on too-thin paper seems like the opportunity you were waiting for. It reads:
To whom it may concern,
The greatly esteemed Cirque de Céleste has need of new acts and atrocities. Your own talents have caught our interest and as such we cordially invite you to our audition of performances on this second Sunday of September. Bring your essentials and implements, your desires and disturbances to the vacant complex of the Newtcreek Mall south-southeast of Herondale at dusk on the Saturday before the event.
May your light shine ever insatiably,
Under this title was an illegible scrawl of a signature, the only distinguishable part the simple drawing of an eyeball at the center of the loops of ink that curled beneath the insignia.
After a few days, the vermillion-colored writing faded from sight and only the insignia of the Cirque de Céleste remained at the top left corner of the paper.
It is now that fated Saturday and the sun is sinking ever lower. May fortune favor the bold.
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Age (including how long they've been in the circuit):
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So I was thinking of this circus as also kind of a carnival, so there can be fortune tellers and bearded women along with the usual clowns and acrobats. If you have any questions, let me know!
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