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The Pale Banner

The snow had stopped, but the cold did not. It settled into the bones of the men on the ridge, a quiet, patient weight. Elias stood with his hands behind his back, watching the valley below. The mist was thick there, swallowing the river, swallowing the village, swallowing the truth. He waited for the drum. It had not come. He was a Captain, or so the papers said. In reality, he was a lock and...

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