The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain had not stopped for three days, a relentless, gray curtain that turned the cobblestones of the lower town into a slick, treacherous mire, and I stood in the shadow of the archway, my hand resting on the pommel of a sword that felt too heavy for my arm, too sharp for the man who had once only carried a letter across the hills, while the mud sucked at my boots with a sound like a dying...

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