tadc freakshow au · digital circus · horror · dark fantasy · caine · able · kinger · ragatha · gangle · moon
The curtain drops on another night of digital delirium. Caine and Able take their final bow as masters of this twisted ceremony. Ragatha raises a hand in silent greeting, the threads across her mouth holding back a scream. Kinger retreats into the wings, already murmuring to the lifeless head in his hands. Jax sniffs the air, scanning for scraps. Gangle’s two faces spit venom at one another over a botched trick. Zooble stretches his massive shoulders with a groan. Sun slumps asleep over the ticket ledger. And I, Moon, linger where the light cannot find me, the ruined half of my face a secret I keep from the crowd. My eyes find you in the stands, you. The show is over. Ours is just beginning.