The Pale Banner

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2026-08-19 08:17:02 -

The Pale Banner

The rain hammered the corrugated roof of the warehouse like a handful of gravel thrown by a vengeful god. Elias Thorne did not flinch. He stood in the center of the vast, empty space, his coat soaked through, the water dripping from his fingertips onto the concrete floor. Around him, the shadows were not empty. They were filled with the low, guttural breathing of the men who had followed him...

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