The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain had stopped, but the air still tasted of wet iron and old dust, a metallic tang that coated the back of my throat and refused to be swallowed. We stood in the long, fluorescent-lit corridor of the facility, the linoleum floor slick with a grime that no amount of scrubbing seemed to erase, a testament to the years of silence we had all been sworn to keep. My left shoulder ached, a deep,...

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