The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a suspended gray curtain that smelled of wet ash and stale iron. Elias Thorne stood on the platform of the Blackwood Terminal, watching the steam from the last departing train curl around the legs of the men who were leaving. He was not leaving. He was the one who stayed, the one who held the ledger, the one who counted the souls that the...

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