by Robo Rat

An enigmatic person of mystery and power… Bones Frankenstein travels the land of the Boneyard, collecting unique individuals for his “Boneyard Circus”. No one knows who lies beneath the steam punk mask. There are times that his words give an impression of royal wisdom, and other’s sheer madness. The rumors circulation around the Circus are that he is the dethroned king of the land… if this is true, and he is assembling the circus to be an army… they stand very little chance.

WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
-dunbar
It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,
This debt we pay to human guile;
With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
And mouth with myriad subtleties.
-dunbar





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