The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The iron band cuts into your skin. You feel the cold bite of it, a sharp reminder of your own flesh, your own blood. You are here. You are bound. The tower room is small, the walls weeping with dampness that smells of rot and old stone. You sit on the floor. Your knees are drawn up. You are waiting. The door creaks. It is old wood, swollen with age. It groans against the stone frame. A figure...

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