The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell rang. It did not chime. It screamed. The sound shattered the silence of the hall. It cracked the air. Dust fell from the beams. High above, in the vaulted dark, the great banner hung. It was pale. It was frayed. It was mine. I stood at the bottom of the stairs. My name is Elara. I am the Keeper. I have kept this place for forty years. My knees ache. My hands shake. But I stand. The...

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