The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The morning fog sat heavy on the cobblestones of the mill town, a thick, damp wool that smelled of wet stone and the sulfurous tang of the river below. Thomas Bradshaw stood at the kitchen table, his hands wrapped around a mug of tea that had long since gone cold, the porcelain chipped at the rim where he had dropped it three weeks ago during a fit of rage he could not quite explain. He was a...

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