The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The seal is wax. Red. Heavy. It smells of iron and old blood. You break it. The sound is a crack, sharp as a bone snapping. You are not supposed to break it. You know this. Your training screams it at you. Protocol. Order. Silence. But the wax is brittle. It yields to your thumb. Inside, the parchment is pale. Too pale. Like skin drained of life. You hold it up to the torchlight. The ink is...

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