The Pale Banner
The chandelier in the Grand Hall of the Ministry of Internal Security did not shatter all at once, but rather disintegrated into a million fragments of crystal and lead glass that rained down upon the polished obsidian floor with a sound like the weeping of angels, a cacophony that silenced the entire assembly of bureaucrats, generals, and shadowy operatives who had gathered to witness the...
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