A hundred years ago, large tents would set up along the roadside, with large signs inviting passersby to see such spectacles as ant circuses and mouse races for a nominal entry fee.
You suspected that a Tirna circus was going to be a similar spectacle.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
Being the sole diminutive alien race in Sanctuary space, the Tirna had become old hands at using large screens, holographic projections and other technologies to make their performances accessible and interactive with their considerably larger audiences. Humans were going to get the perfected end product of decades of performances.
Humans were utterly fascinated with a race that was, for all practical purposes, miniature versions of themselves. The Tirna were equally intrigued by their giant cousins but preferred to satisfy their curiosity from a distance. The number of humans who had any direct interaction with any member of the troupe was quite small (no pun intended). For most of the troupe, you were the only human they had any direct contact with.
This included the troupes star act: four young Tirna women, all first cousins, all looking identical to each other, and all looking like a younger version of actress
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