The incomparable circus ringmaster was born and raised in the darkest and tallest of forest in Morocco. There, he lived bringing cold winter nights during the spring of the early 1900's. He brought with him a plague, an infestation of misfits and creatures of the night, hoping to fetch stardom for all who believed in him. "Emiliano" they shouted and whispered all at once, Singing and humming with the lost children of the rain. He'd turn around, "There it is" he said, "The quintessence of the Dark Arts, The Rich and The Hungry, The Good and The Evil," they smiled, "Welcome to The Black Circus."
