The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain tasted of iron. Commander Elias Thorne stood on the bridge of the ferry. His coat was wet. The wool had lost its shape. It clung to his shoulders like a dead thing. He held the wheel. The wood was smooth. Worn smooth by hands before his. Beside him stood Sarah. Her hair was gray. It was not dye. It was time. She held a bag. The bag was brown. It was leather. It was soft. "We are...

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