The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The hall smelled of roasted goose and stale beer, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of the throat and seemed to choke the very air of the great stone chamber where the scribes of the Crown sat in rows of oak benches, their quills scratching in a rhythmic, maddening unison against the parchment. I was one of them, a junior clerk with ink-stained fingers and a mind that felt too large...

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