The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain hit the gravel. Hard. Cold. Sergeant Elias Thorne wiped his face. He did not look back. The road was long. The sky was grey. He walked. His boots were wet. The weight of his rifle felt heavy. He had carried it for twenty years. Now it felt like an anchor. He walked into the fog. A sound came from the left. A branch broke. Thorne stopped. He raised his gun. His hands shook. Not from...

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