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In the center of the "big top," which sheltered the mammoth three-ring circus, brass horns blared to the rhythmic beat of a huge bass drum.

By mikeb, December 29, 2012.

Found in The Crimson Flash, authored by Roy J. Snell.

General

The usual dull green hills of early March rose into view. At first Raymond's eyes were downcast, he was thinking of his math test and how he couldn't study because Papa had made him muck out the goat stalls. Then from the corner of his eye he spied something magenta flapping in the wind ahead, he stopped and looked up. It was a flag attached to a tented dome, the dome was striped with the colours reminiscent of the candy shop in the big town over the water. He dropped his satchel on the damp grass and ran full pelt to the brow of the hill for a clear view. In the gentle valley on the other side was a collossal tent attached to that silky dome and gaily painted wooden carts. Each cart said "Zapinof's Circus!" on the side and there were people of all shapes and sizes milling around.

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The circus had been erected on top of the tallest the hill in the district. The tents could be seen from miles around, their vivid yellows, magentas and royal blues advertising a good time to the down trodden peasants and farm workers. On the surrounding streets the performers skipped, jumped and danced while handing out free tickets to see the strong man. The locals were dazzled by the sequinned costumes and elaborate make-up. They were flattered by the attentions of people so beautiful and bright. Then once they made the long trek up scar-face hill, their "free show" was over in a flash and the tickets for the big top were announced, at a special "discount" of course.

By lisarachel, October 30, 2014.