The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended mist that clung to the stone walls of the keep and turned the air into a thick, breathing thing. Thomas stood alone in the courtyard, the wet cobblestones slick under his boots, watching the gray sky press down upon the world with a weight that felt personal, as if the heavens themselves were leaning in to whisper a secret he was not...

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