The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The hum began on the Tuesday after the funeral, a low, rhythmic thrum that vibrated through the soles of Thomas Vane’s boots. It was not the sound of the looms, which were silent and cold in the November fog, but something deeper, a pulse that seemed to rise from the very foundation of the mill. Thomas was twelve years old, his face pale and drawn from the wake, and he stood before the great...

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