Yay! A Greatest Showman fic! I liked the parallels you made between Charity and Anne, and by extension, Barnum and Phillip.

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Disclaimer: I do not own The Greatest Showman. No copyright infringement is intended.

Today's technology is vastly superior to much of that portrayed in the science fiction of the past. O.O

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Yet in the midst of the noise of the engine and the foulness of the smoke, two women sat in perfect contentment. Somewhere farther down the train, their husbands were checking that the tents were loaded correctly and the animals were suitably accommodated, while the elder woman's two little girls ran riot through the quarters of the adoring performers. The younger woman was knitting quietly, hoping that the baby blanket she was making would not be too terribly blackened by the coal dust, while the elder woman had her nose buried in a book. Every so often, however, she would look up, and the younger woman would meet her gaze and smile.

The author shows a great talent in the creation of his characters. :-)

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A/N: This was written for the Caesar's Palace "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" challenge, inspired by the song "burned out" by dodie clark (available on YouTube). Also fits the Caesar's Palace Silver Challenge, Prompt 08: Empathy.

We have to stay healthy. :P

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No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

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They did not speak, and indeed, they had never spoken of that day when both of them, two women who were so different, had been in such anguish over their two men who were so alike. Yet from that day, a kinship had existed between them, the kind that only comes between two people who have shared one another's sufferings and lived to see them turned to joy.

Go away!. O_O

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No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

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A/N: This was written for the Caesar's Palace "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" challenge, inspired by the song "burned out" by dodie clark (available on YouTube). Also fits the Caesar's Palace Silver Challenge, Prompt 08: Empathy.

Maria salted the meat. O.o

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No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

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Phillip Carlyle was an easy man to love. Thousands had loved him before he had joined this crazy circus, when he had been a rich playboy with an unremarkable career in theatre, and now, swept up in P. T. Barnum's fantastical success, he was loved by thousands more. Yet in all that adoring throng, he loved only her. Black, poor, insignificant, freakish her.

I am growing fond of them. ;)

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No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

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For what if they should tell her that the only person Phineas T. Barnum loved was himself?

It's easier to die than to love. T_T

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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I collect stamps as a hobby. T_T

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The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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Phillip Carlyle was an easy man to love. Thousands had loved him before he had joined this crazy circus, when he had been a rich playboy with an unremarkable career in theatre, and now, swept up in P. T. Barnum's fantastical success, he was loved by thousands more. Yet in all that adoring throng, he loved only her. Black, poor, insignificant, freakish her.

Constructed languages either are simplified as much as possible, or their grammar lacks for harmony peculiar to natural languages. O_O

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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A/N: This was written for the Caesar's Palace "Do You Want to Build a Snowman?" challenge, inspired by the song "burned out" by dodie clark (available on YouTube). Also fits the Caesar's Palace Silver Challenge, Prompt 08: Empathy.

Nice!

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The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

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His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

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The thunderous roar of the train was a sound that flooded one's ears and rattled one's bones, and the coal smoke billowing back from the engine filled one's lungs until one choked on each breath. It seemed there were no decent trains that were willing to transport elephants and giraffes, even the elephants and giraffes of the renowned Phineas T. Barnum.

What a beautiful piece of literatur.

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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Phillip Carlyle was an easy man to love. Thousands had loved him before he had joined this crazy circus, when he had been a rich playboy with an unremarkable career in theatre, and now, swept up in P. T. Barnum's fantastical success, he was loved by thousands more. Yet in all that adoring throng, he loved only her. Black, poor, insignificant, freakish her.

Amazing!

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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The longer she stared at the photograph, the more its black lines seemed to shimmer in front of her eyes. Was this, this wavering picture in black and white, the reality? What then were all of those nights, those wild, wonderful, beautiful nights, that sparkled in her memory in full color? Which was real?

Wow!

Down with Critics United!

They are the cancer to our society.

The root of heresy needs to be burnt to crisp

with over thousand innocent souls without remorse or guilt thereafter.

No sacrifice is too great and no treachery too small.

Remember, we all are walking under the immortal shadow of Him.

His light shines so brightly, it will guide us to our foreseen destiny that is in our grasp.

A great moment we all should not pass.

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For what if they should tell her that the only person Phineas T. Barnum loved was himself?

Strange O.o