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The Pale Banner

Mara woke with the taste of rust in her mouth. It was thick. It coated her teeth like old blood. She spat onto the floor of the white room. The liquid hit the tile with a wet slap. It turned into a tiny, red flower. Then it faded. Gone. Just a stain. Then not even that. She sat up. Her head throbbed. A dull, rhythmic pounding behind her eyes. The air smelled of ozone and burnt sugar. It was a...

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