Cirque Nocturne: Messages

I can only assume this is another blasted human holiday that requires women to dress like pastries.

Night terrors I can deal with. I'm used to them. What I refuse to accept is the idea that some creepy doll crept into my trailer and beat the shit out of my mate and me without waking me.

If it turns out there is a horrible consequence to harming these dolls, a curse perhaps, I am screwed. And yet, that would not surprise me. It seems that anything is possible in this circus.

I have not introduced myself. My name is Violeta Ízar de Lafuente, I am a performer for the Dancing Swords. My partner and I joined the last night in London, but I am afraid I got a little caught up in...the nightmare festivities.

Thailand, though, is beautiful. I look forward to seeing all that it has to offer. Tomorrow, I will go to the floating market.

I'm told that it's mandatory to make some kind of introduction here which is the only reason I'm doing it.

I'm Dante.

Now somebody point me in the direction of this 'feast'.

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