The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain fell in gray sheets. It soaked the wool. It chilled the bone. Silas walked. His boots were heavy. The mud sucked at them. He moved with a purpose. A dark purpose. The town of Oakhaven lay ahead. It was small. It was quiet. It was judging. He carried no sword. He carried no shield. He carried a basket. Inside the basket, the leaves were black. They were dry. They crumbled at the touch....

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