The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The house breathes. You know this. The walls expand in the heat of the afternoon and contract in the chill of the night, a slow, rhythmic heaving that sounds like a giant clearing its throat. You have lived here for thirty years, and the sound has become the baseline of your existence. It is the sound of time eating itself. You are old now. Your hands, once capable of gripping a hammer with the...

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