The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The air in the city of Ostrava did not smell of stone or iron, as the old ballads claimed, but of a thick, cloying rot that clung to the back of the throat like a second tongue, a sensation that had become so intimate to Marcus Thorne over the last three years that he had forgotten the crisp, metallic tang of the autumn wind that used to sweep down from the highlands where his father, the last...

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