The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell tolled. It was a low, heavy sound, the kind that seemed to rise from the mud of the moor rather than fall from the sky. It marked the hour of the Reckoning. In the village of Oakhaven, time did not move in straight lines. It pooled. It stagnated. It waited for the blood to settle before the water could run clear. Elias stood in the courtyard of the Hall. He was a man of few words, a...

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