The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The wool was heavy. It sat on my shoulders like a wet stone, damp with the morning fog that rolled off the river and settled into the thatch of the chapel. I did not move. I could not move. The cold bit through the coarse fabric, a sharp, physical reminder of the debt I owed. "Is it done, Thomas?" The voice came from the doorway. Elias stood there, his breath pluming in the grey air. He held a...

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