The Pale Banner
The bell rang before the sun was fully up. It did not chime. It screamed. A jagged, metallic shriek that tore through the thin air of the city and settled into my bones. I was already awake. I had not slept. I had not slept since the order came down, passed from mouth to mouth, from hand to hand, a grim relay of duty. We were to march. We were to cleanse. I stood in the square. The cobblestones...
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