The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The air in the Hall of Records was thick with the scent of dried lavender and the faint, metallic tang of old ink, a atmosphere that seemed to hang suspended in time, indifferent to the centuries that had passed outside the high, arched windows. You stood before the Great Table, your hands resting on the cold oak, feeling the grain against your palms like the texture of a life you were not...

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