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The Pale Banner

"Cut it," said Aldous. His voice was a dry leaf scraping across stone. Garrick did not move. His hand rested on the hilt of his sword, fingers white against the leather. He looked at the bird. The wren was perched on the tip of a dead branch, shaking its head. It was small. It was gray. It was the only living thing in the room that had not yet screamed. "Cut it," Aldous repeated. He stepped...

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