The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The hall smelled of roasted duck and damp wool, a thick, cloying scent that clung to the back of my throat as I watched the candles sputter against the stillness of the night. We were gathered there, the whole of the Ashworth household, and the air was so heavy with the weight of unspoken things that it felt less like a room and more like a lung filled to the breaking point with smoke. My...

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