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The Pale Banner

The cellar smelled of wet stone and the metallic tang of old blood, a scent that had settled into the very mortar of the walls until it was indistinguishable from the dampness itself. I had not been here for three days, or perhaps three weeks; time in the Hollow had lost its linear shape, stretching and compressing like a rubber band pulled too tight. Above us, the Great Hall was a cacophony of...

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