The Pale Banner

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The Pale Banner

The fog does not smell of rain or rot; it smells of nothing at all, a sterile void that presses against your skin like cold cotton. You are Elias, thirty-two, the sole warden of Oakhaven, and your hands are stained with the rust-colored blood of the Pale Banner. The cloth is tattered, worn thin as onion skin, and it bleeds when you touch it, a constant, dull ache in your palms that reminds you...

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