The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The banquet hall of the Municipal Assembly gleamed with a cold, industrial brilliance that seemed to hum against the eardrums, a high-pitched vibration born of the new electric arcs and the heavy, coal-choked air that had seeped through the poorly sealed windows despite the winter chill pressing its gray face against the glass. Eleanor Fairchild sat at the head of the table, her posture rigid...

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