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The Night Circus - Erin Morgenstern The circus arrives without warning.
No announcements precede it, no paper notices on downtown posts and billboards, no mentions or advertisements in local newspapers. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not.
The towering tents are striped in white and black, no gold and crimsons to be seen. No color at all, save for the neighboring trees and the grass of the surrounding fields. Black- and- white stripes on grey sky; countless tents of varying shapes and sizes, with an elaborate wrought- iron fence encasing them in a colorless world. Even what little ground is visible from outside is black or white, painted or powdered, or treated with some other circus trick.
But it is not open for business. Not just yet.



If I could use but one word to describe The Night Circus that word would be ENCHANTING.
From its dark depths and mysterious secrets to its breathtaking illusions this story will awaken and astonish all of your senses. Come on in folks, and experience Le Cirque des Reves for yourselves! I have no doubt that you will be exquisitely entertained.

Morgenstern’s circus is the undisputed star of this story. Full of magic and wonder; dreamlike and dazzling, the circus pulls you in and holds you in awe of it’s many spectacles; from sparkling ice gardens, acrobatic kittens and complicated clocks to dark forests of softly glowing, poem covered trees, this circus is sure to engulf you in abundant, richly layered, mystic atmosphere.

Add to this magical place, two young illusionists caught up in a duel, each with the other, neither fully comprehending the rules. A duel spawned by their own maleficent masters in an ancient game between age old sorcerers. A duel that impacts all of those, tied in any way, to this circus.

I was completely mesmerized by this fantastical creation of Erin Morgenstern’s, with an opening line not soon forgotten. The circus arrives without warning.

Am I a Reveur? You betcha!