The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a heavy, grey veil that dampened the sound of the horses’ hooves on the muddy road leading to the town of Oakhaven. Elias Thorne pulled his collar tighter against the chill, his fingers white-knuckled around the reins, his eyes fixed on the distant silhouette of the village square where the Great Banner still flew, pale and limp against the...

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