The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a suspended curtain of grey water that erased the boundary between the cobblestones of Blackfriars Lane and the mist rising from the canal. It was a city that had forgotten the sun, where the gaslights burned with a sickly, jaundiced flicker, casting long, trembling shadows that seemed to breathe independently of the walls they were cast against....

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