The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The tower was not a structure of stone, but of breath. It stood in the center of the court, a spiraling column of pale, shifting mist that smelled of ozone and old rain. You stood at its base, your feet bare on the cold flagstones, and you knew, with the absolute certainty of a child who has seen a ghost, that you were the key. This was not a metaphor. You were the mechanism. The courtiers...

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