The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The wind did not howl in the valley of Oakhaven; it whispered, a low, persistent hum that vibrated in the teeth of anyone who stood too long on the ridge. It was a sound that suggested secrets were being traded between the roots of the ancient oaks and the cold stone of the cliffs. Below, the town sat huddled in the shadow of the great keep, its slate roofs dark and damp, its chimneys sending...

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