The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The train screamed. It cut the air. Steel on steel. A high, thin shriek. It vibrated in the teeth. It lived in the bone. Elias stood. He leaned forward. The glass fogged. His breath made a white ghost. Then it vanished. The city rolled by. Gray brick. Coal smoke. The smell of wet stone. It hung in the nose. It sat in the throat. He adjusted his gloves. Leather. Thin. Worn at the palm. He flexed...

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