The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The feast is loud. It is a roar of steel on stone. You sit on a cold bench. The air smells of roasted pig and sweat. Men laugh. They throw bones. You are small. You are silent. You wear a cloak. It is gray. It is heavy. It is yours. It was given to you by Eleanor. She gave it to you before the war. She gave it to you before the silence. She said it was for the cold. She did not say it was for...

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