The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The dream does not wake you; it is the air that wakes you, a cold and metallic tang that sits on the back of your tongue, thick as old blood, and you find yourself standing in the middle of a field that should not exist, a vast expanse of gray heather stretching out under a sky that is not quite black but a bruised, swollen purple, the kind of twilight that lingers just before the final...

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