The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain in the industrial district of Leeds did not fall so much as it hung, a grey and wet curtain that smelled of wet wool, coal dust, and the metallic tang of the nearby ironworks, and Elias Thorne walked through it with his hands deep in the pockets of his threadbare coat, feeling the cold seep into his bones like a slow, quiet poison that he had long ago stopped trying to shake off, while...

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