The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The marble floor of the antechamber was cold enough to seep through the soles of Elias Thorne’s boots, a chill that traveled up his shins and settled in the marrow of his bones, a physical weight that grounded him as he stood alone in the silence, his hand wrapped around the hilt of his ceremonial sword, the only object in the vast, hollow room that felt like an extension of his own bone...

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