The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain fell on the cobblestones of the city of Oakhaven with a rhythm that felt less like water and more like the slow, relentless grinding of millstones against the bones of the earth, a perpetual grey wash that obscured the sharp edges of the world and softened the terrible reality of what we had left behind as we marched through the narrow streets toward the central square where the...

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