The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain stopped. It did not fade. It ceased. Like a breath held too long, the air snapped tight against my skin. I stood in the archway. Behind me, the gate groaned. It was the only sound. We were leaving. The cart waited. It was old wood. Rotten at the joints. It smelled of wet iron and old blood. I looked at my hand. It was still. "Get in," said Thomas. He stood by the wheel. He wore a heavy...

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