Wriothesley slid into the hard, narrow seat of the circus tent, the cheers and chatter of the crowd filling his ears. He scanned the rows ahead, ensuring each audience member was settled in properly for the show. Satisfied with the scene, he leaned back and turned his focus to the ring. A spotlight flashed on and the ringmaster burst forth, welcoming all to the Greatest Show on Earth! He clapped along politely, anticipation building. He lived for these secret moments at the circus, an escape.