The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell in the steeple did not ring. It rattled. Margaret stood in the nave, her hands pressed flat against the cold oak of the pulpit. The wood was rough. It bit into her palms. Outside, the rain lashed the stained glass, turning the light into a bruised, violet smear. The congregation was gone. They had left without a word. No one looked back. "You're not ready, Maggie," Thomas said. He...

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