The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The mist in the Vale of Aethelgard did not merely obscure the world; it swallowed it, a white silence that pressed against the skin like wet wool. Elara stood alone at the edge of the cliff, her fingers wrapped tightly around the hilt of a sword that felt less like steel and more like a solidified vein of ice. She was twelve years old, though in the land of the Veil, age was a matter of will...

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