The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The hall smelled of burnt sugar and old wool. It was a thick, cloying scent that seemed to coat the back of the throat, a physical weight in the air. Men in dark coats crowded the long tables, their laughter sharp and brittle, cracking against the high, vaulted ceiling like hail on glass. In the center of the room, under a single, naked bulb that buzzed with a low, electric drone, stood the...

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