Written by John Newman
Music by John Newman
Artwork by Melisandre Janus
Drawn from the working repository. Images are studies; the canon settles in the chapters.
The Circle does not maintain a public archive. The Circle does not have a press office. The Circle is not, by its own twenty-three-century record, available for comment.
The compilation you are inside has been assembled by an unauthorized hand from material the Circle considers privileged, and made public against the Circle's preference. The Circle has not yet responded. The compilation continues regardless.
THE BLACK CIRCLE is a novel, serialized here one chapter at a time, drawn through and around a body of graphic-novel-grade artwork — noir comics, oil paintings, archive photographs, period documents — that constitutes the visual language of the story.
The institution has not consented to either outcome.
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I had not, between the first package and the second, eaten anything. I had drunk two coffees and one Sagres and a glass of tap water at the Tasca.
Read →I had been in Lisbon for forty-one days when the package came under my door, and on every one of those days I had been writing about a labor strike I did not care about.
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