The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The iron gates of the Sterling Manor had not opened in forty years, yet they groaned now with a sound like the breaking of old bones, a metallic shriek that cut through the humid, stagnant air of the Victorian twilight. Elias Thorne stood before the barrier, his hands trembling not from the cold, for the summer night was warm and heavy with the scent of rotting lilies, but from the sheer,...

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