The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The uniform was damp. Not with sweat. With the rain that had soaked the courtyard while we waited for the order. I stood by the gate. My brother stood three paces behind me. His face was gray. Not from fear. From hunger. We had not eaten in two days. The institution was quiet. A sterile silence. The kind that presses against the eardrums. I looked at my badge. It was silver. It caught the...

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