The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The dream was white. Not the white of snow or paper, but a blinding, absolute void that swallowed sound and shape alike. In this silence, Elias felt a weight on his left hand. It was heavy, cold, and familiar. He opened his eyes. He was in a hospital bed. The sheets were stiff with sweat. His left hand was bandaged, thick and bulky, disappearing into the gauze. He tried to move it. Nothing...

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