The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The dream was always the same. A pale banner, limp and heavy, hung in a void of grey nothingness. It did not fly; it sagged, weighed down by an invisible, suffocating mass. Arthur Vane woke with the taste of chalk in his mouth, the dry, powdery grit of the mill dust that had settled into his pores over twenty years of service. He was thirty, a foreman in the soot-choked town of Oakhaven, and...

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