The Night Circus Albert J. Bernstein whisked away by a tornado

whisked away by a tornado from her home in Kansas to the magical world of Oz

a man who throws lavish parties for uninvited guests

with each item reproduced as a historical artefact

from homemade sourdough to pickled veg

The Night Circus Albert J. Bernstein whisked away by a tornadoThe circus arrives without warning. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Against the grey sky the towering tents are striped black and white. A sign hanging upon iron gates reads: Opens at Nightfall Closes at Dawn As dusk shifts to twilight, tiny lights begin to flicker all over the tents, as though the whole circus is covered in fireflies. When the tents are aglow, sparkling against the night sky, the sign lights up: Le Cirque des Reves The