The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The bell rang at dawn. It was a thin, sharp sound, like a nail driven into wet wood. Elias stood by the window of his cell. The stone was cold against his back. He watched the snow fall. It covered the courtyard in silence. It covered the old oak. It covered the grave of the man who had been Elias before the fever took him. The door opened. Brother Thomas entered. He carried a tray. On it sat a...

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