The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The fire took the chapel first. Then the granary. Then the world. I stood in the mud, watching the smoke rise like a black vein against the gray sky. My hands shook. I held a wooden staff. It was warm. It smelled of pine and old sweat. "Go," said Thomas. He was behind me. His voice was thick. Like wet clay. "Stay," I said. I did not look back. "We are dead men, Elian. The King’s men are coming....

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