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The Pale Banner

The rain did not fall so much as it hovered, a fine, silver mist that clung to the skin and tasted of iron and old copper. Elias Thorne stood in the center of the white void, his boots sinking slightly into a ground that had no texture, only a faint, pulsing luminescence. He held the bone in his left hand. It was long, curved, and pale as moonlight, heavier than it looked. It was his brother’s...

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