The Pale Banner

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2026-08-18 19:33:53 -

The Pale Banner

The mirror was not glass. It was a sheet of hammered silver, thin as a breath, stretched across a frame of blackthorn wood that had been twisted by hands I did not recognize. I held it in my left hand. It was heavy, cold, and it hummed against my palm like a living thing. In the right hand, I held the key. It was iron, rusted through, and shaped like a bird with its wings folded. I had been...

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