The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The mud was black. It sucked at their boots like a hungry mouth. Elias stood in the center of the clearing, his breath coming in sharp, white bursts. The air tasted of iron and ash. He held the staff tight. His hands shook. Not from cold. From fear. The shadows moved. They were not shadows. They were shapes. Tall and thin. They wore no faces. They only had eyes. Glowing. Red. They circled him....

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