The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

In the high, cold hours of the night, before the dawn broke like a wound across the slate-grey sky, Elara Vane did not sleep, for sleep was a country she had long since exiled herself from, a place of quiet treachery where the mind slipped its moorings and drifted into the uncanny, fluid realms of the spirit which she had spent her life, her breath, and her very soul in attempting to seal shut...

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